Gerald D'Cunha

  Time doesn’t heal…   My burning desire to for peace, does. If Time should heal, Then, God should rule only through miracles, I should wait till another Salvador comes! I forgive someone, Not because he seeks for it, But, because, I will for it! I forgive for my own self, For my own liberation… And, knowing very well That, I have nowhere else to go!    Trust doesn’t come along the golden clouds, It comes along the deep silence of ocean-bed! If Trust should come Through my pleading and my demanding, Then, I must wait for eons to end, For the ocean-bed to be violent, My heart to be a rock! Forgiveness happens now, Healing happens now, Trust happens now, Peace happens now…   Yes , it is now… or, never! GERALD D’CUNHA Pic.:Hariprasad

My auto stopped right at the spot. A particular opposition party had organised, on the roadside, the candle-light vigil for the victims of the latest terror attack in Mumbai. A lady leader was breathing fire and brim stones. For fifteen minutes, I got stuck there. But then, I got this 'opportunity' to listen to one of our 'netas'. Hundreds of candles were lit ... half-a-dozen leaders spoke fervently ... and the crowd was directed to shout loudly -"Bharat Maata Ki Jai." ... "Shaheed log amar rahe." It was supposed to be a dignified prayer meet. The prayer for the unfortunate victims, for the liberation of their souls. The 'netas' turned it into their election campaign; and, they did it so shamelessly, on the roadside. They promised the crowd, the 'gullible', the liberation of a different kind: the liberation from the 'corrupt' and 'incompetent' government. They promised them safety and security. The candles were lit for...