The Brahminical Hegemony has ousted us from geopolitics of humanity and we have no homeland. No civil rights. No Human rights.

The Brahminical Hegemony has ousted us from geopolitics of humanity and we have no homeland. No civil rights. No Human rights.

My work is not targeted to get a doctorate. I am sieged in War. My first reaction is to encounter the Enemy with his own Weapons!

Tampering of History is Unilateral as We never go beyond the brahminical barriers of Aesthetics and Authentification!

Palash Biswas

Contact: Palash C Biswas, C/O Mrs Arati Roy, Gosto Kanan, Sodepur, Kolkata- 700110, India. Phone: 91-033-25659551
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Dear sir,

Your articles are very informative. Thanks for that.

But to be useful, to be quoted in reports etc., it is necessary to quote the source. Who, where, whom etc are the questions to be addressed. The paper, magazine, name date page numbers, URLs etc. are essential. Also each item needs to be separated from the rest.

Also if you could give your own identifiable number to each item, it becomes convenient to refer at a later date.

Thanks

Dr. K. Jamanadas
Sept. 27, 2007

Dr jamnadas is one of the most reputed writers whom iread and appreciate often. I am grateful that he reads me and suggests so positively. I agree that thsi must be done.

Tampering of History is Unilateral as We never go beyond the brahminical barriers of Aesthetics and Authentification! My work is not targeted to get a doctorate. I am sieged in War. My first reaction is to encounter the Enemy with his own Weapons!

They claim sophistication and pack their version with galmour, style, skin, flesh, blood, food, drinks, beds, flats, land, position, prize and so on. They have always been master of misinformation. They always translated the myths and legends, imagianary tales into ingredients of history, culture, art and literature and always hold the reins of Power. While killing the masses, the enemies of the system their nonviolence is expressed in the crudest forms of cruelity, merciless annihilation. They happen so sweet in general appearance. While they address the outcastes, subordinates and lower individuals in status, evalute their language! You may understand the language of the upperclasses when you are located within their jurisdiction, simply in a police station in India!

Aganiast Dalits and Muslims they use the most filthy, most Vulgar language. I am sorry to quote such an aweful dispatch just to prove this point,later in this article!

But I have never been a scholor in my life. rather I have been always an activistand this activism is inherited from my father.Though I passed my M.A. in English, I always refrained from quoting anything. I read complete shakespear and got only 36 in shakespearan Tragedy. For me, the Brahminical Hegemony should be broken. Aesthetics, grammer, rhythm and all the disciplines create barriers and ensure the reservation of the elite. For me, while I associated myself with subaltern studies and Refugee dalit Movement, topmost priority is to resist the misinformation campaign whis is maximum with capitalis Boom in Sensex India and Information Explosion as a tool of Zionist Hindu Imperialismworldwide. For me a National dalit Movement is the topmost priority on agenda. While Rural dalit India is victimised, hunted, persecuted and ejected, amidst this environment of genocide and displacement we may not wait to react and do the needed paperwork to be quoted.

For the dalit Bengali Refugees, we have almost nothin as documented. So is the case withthe most of the Balck Untouchable castes, creeds, religions and nationalities. It is the monopoly of literature. Monopoly of information, knowledge, art, culture and society. The Brahminical Hegemony has ousted us from geopolitics of humanity and we have no homeland. No civil rights. No Human rights. Due to time and space crunch , I never use the spell check. I believe in content. Communication. And my target is a worldwide Black untouchable Resistance against Brahminical zionist Galaxy Imperialism! Net is a an alternative media for all of us and it has become at least the one available democratic avenue where they may not dare to stop us!

With Net, the inforamtion highway and TV channels it is War all over against my dipressed persecuted people. I have to react immediately. I have to adjust my stance every moment as superfast bouncers tarets me anytime, anywhere. Since, as the Brahmins have the previlege as every key position particularly those policymaking and executive ones is held by them, they have an army everywhere to do the scholarly work done. they have been doing this for thousands and thousands years. We often afraid of the command of language, aesthetics, grammer and simple beauty of the myths, legends surrender ourselves and do fail to record our version of the history. Thus. tampering the History is unilateral affair as they always killus, our history, our society, culture, motherlanguage, economy, livelihood, everything.
I don`t want to be a silent eyewitness.
Where form they get the informations? Who has the copyright on the versions of truth? Which is ultimate truth?

As net has proveded us open source of knowledge thanks to the unassumed bliss of globalisation. We must use those sources well as our enemies do. Since they are better equipped, numericall thousand and thousand times more powerful, they may afford the sophistication. I can not afford. As I have not to miss any ball! No one is working for our communities. Whoever are on works, are numbered and engaged with scholorly occupation. Since, I am not a scholor at all and I don`t believe in publication houses and name and fame. I never want to be quoted. I only try to present the case of our people very very stronly. It is my topmost priority. I always try to quote URL, agencies, TV cahnnels, writers and so on . But I can not afford to prepares systematic references on the line of research papers. My work is not targeted to get a doctorate. I am in war. My first reaction is to encounter the Enemy with his own Weapons!

Rumi survives for 800 years. But all indigenous roots of Indian dalit marginal society are missing. In Bengal, Charyapada was the base of Bangla nationality as all the poets belonged to outcastes. Do we remember them anymore? How much we know about our ancient or recent literary and artistic heritage other than those which suit this rotten system and proclaimed them by classical. Here, once again, they have the mechanism of downplaying or underplaying. Tagore is the classical case while his works have become the best defence of Bengali brahminical Hegemony. The poet himself was against untouchability and pleaded for dalit leadership in polity and society. No One highlights. I wrote a Book in Hindi and the Manuscript is supressed by a topmost Thakur poet! in bengali, they commercialise Tagore with Ravindra sangeet and Creative Dance but never highlight the subaltern content.

Michael Madhusudan Dutta and Kazi Nazrul Islam are always persecuted and I doubt the survival of these poets. Mangal Kavay in Bengal, Boul tradition and Kavigaan and the folk - everything belong to the outcastes! Would these things survive while the mother language is in danger itself!

"if the sky is not in love, then it will not be so clear. If the sun is not in love, then it will not be giving any light. If the river is not in love, then it will be in silence, it will not be moving. If the mountains, the earth are not in love, then there will be nothing growing."

Rumi, whose 800th birth anniversary falls on Sunday, was born in 1207 in Balkh in Central Asia, now part of Afghanistan

Excerpts from the poetry of
Mevlâna Jalâluddîn Rumi

Versions by Coleman Barks

Say Yes Quickly
Forget your life. Say God is Great. Get up.
You think you know what time it is. It's time to pray.
You've carved so many little figurines, too many.
Don't knock on any random door like a beggar.
Reach your long hands out to another door, beyond where
you go on the street, the street
where everyone says, "How are you?"
and no one says How aren't you?

Tomorrow you'll see what you've broken and torn tonight,
thrashing in the dark. Inside you
there's an artist you don't know about.
He's not interested in how things look different in moonlight.

If you are here unfaithfully with us,
you're causing terrible damage.
If you've opened your loving to God's love,
you're helping people you don't know
and have never seen.

Is what I say true? Say yes quickly,
if you know, if you've known it
from before the beginning of the universe.

Quatrains
For years, copying other people, I tried to know myself.
From within, I couldn't decide what to do.
Unable to see, I heard my name being called.
Then I walked outside.

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.

From Unseen Rain

Quatrains
Don't let your throat tighten
with fear. Take sips of breath
all day and night. Before death
closes your mouth.

There's no love in me without your being,
no breath without that. I once thought
I could give up this longing, then though again,
But I couldn't continue being human.

From This Longing

Two Kinds of Intelligence

There are two kinds of intelligence: One acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.

With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.

There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It's fluid,
and it doesn't move from outside to inside
through the conduits of plumbing-learning.

This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.

Mathnawi IV:1960-1968

From Feeling the Shoulder of the Lion

You Are the Only Student You Have

You are the only faithful student you have.
All the others leave eventually.

Have you been making yourself shallow
with making other eminent?

Just remember, when you're in union,
you don't have to fear
that you'll be drained.

The command comes to speak,
and you feel the ocean
moving through you.
Then comes, Be silent,
as when the rain stops,
and the trees in the orchard
begin to draw moisture
up into themselves.

Mathnawi V:3195-3219

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