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Capital will consume one and all


I was raised in a world which had its own noisy neighbourhood bazaar, and I somehow feel belong(ed) there. Despite migrating to Delhi, I feel I belong to that kind of a bazaar; I like Malkaganj over Kamla Nagar, Daryaganj over the Gurgaon malls that attract more domestic tourists than Red Fort or India Gate. I feel that I am gradually becoming a consumerist animal: I feel an urgency, sometimes, about a conflict in me between the dhaba chai and the Barista coffee (which costs 25 times the chai). I feel that the consumerist animal is taking over me, that the world of the malls is emerging as victor.

At times this seems dangerously like the Good Angel and the Bad Angel of Doctor Faustus who sold his soul to the devil for short-term gains. A sobering thought, however, is that I'm not alone. As Tanu (a pseudonym of Rinku Dutta) writes in this poem: capital will consume one and all. Here it is, via ZESTPoets:


'Husha Husha, We All Fall Down' *


You are not the only one to fall
Stop feeling targeted and victimized
Capital will consume one and all

One by one, those who once stood tall
Succumb to petty money-mongering
You are not the only one to fall

Look at people thronging the city mall
Sold to designer brands, instant delights
Capital will consume one and all

Communes of the east cannot hold withal
Women and men of oil accursed lands
You are not the only one to fall

Widowed women on knees to Allah call
And though you put a tongue to every wound
Capital will consume one and all.

Soon the eagle soaring-in-flight shall stall
And plummet to the carrion-covered earth
You are not the only one to fall
Capital will consume one and all.

Tanu
May 28, 2005


* Ring around the rosie,
A pocketful of posie,
Husha, husha,
We all fall down.
- A nursery rhyme







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