கடவுள் என்று ஒன்று இருந்தால் அது அல்லாஹ்வாக இருக்கட்டும்
பிலாலுக்கும் மால்கமுக்கும்....
இரு தசாப்தங்களாய்
மனு போட்டும் வரவில்லை
சுடுகாட்டுப்பாதை
பிணங்களுக்காய்ச் சண்டைபோட்டு
பிணங்களானோம்.
உப்புக்கரிக்கும்
காலத்தின் சுவையில்
முளைத்த முடிவின் இறுதியில்
வரவே முடியாத
சுடுகாட்டுப் பாதையில்
அலறியடித்து
வந்துசேர்கிறார்கள்
உங்கள் ஆதினங்களும் அமைச்சர்களும்.
நாமெல்லோரும் ஒன்று
என்னும்
உன் வார்த்தைகளுக்கு அடியில்
நசுங்கிப்போனதென்னவோ
'நான்' மட்டும்தான்.
எனக்கு வேண்டும் நான்.
கலிமாக்களுக்கும் ஹதீஸ்களுக்கும் பின்னும்
காய்ச்சிச் சூடேறிய ஈயமும்
நாக்கில் அழுந்த இறங்கும்
ஆயுதமும்
இல்லைஎன்பதே போதுமானதாயிருக்கிறதெனக்கு.
ஒரு சேவலின் உச்சிக்கொண்டையாய்
ஒரு சேவலின் உச்சிக்கொண்டையாய்
மைக் கொண்டு
பாங்கு ஓதும் பள்ளிவாசல் குளத்தில்
நான் கழுவிக் கரைய வேண்டும்
என்னின் முந்தையக் கறைகளை.
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மலர்ந்தும் மலராத பாதி மலர் - விடிந்தும் விடியாத காலை - இந்த வரிசையில் (உண்மையை சொல்கிறேன்) புரிந்தும் புரியாத கவிதை இது - நாகூர் இஸ்மாயில்
//கடவுள் என்று ஒன்று இருந்தால் அது அல்லாஹ்வாக இருக்கட்டும் //
வெளியே மிதக்கும் அய்யா,
ஆமாங்கய்யா.அல்லாஹ்வாவே இருக்கட்டும்.கடவுளுக்கு தாடி இருந்தா தான் களையா இருக்கும்.
அதுசரி பெண்ணியம் பெண்ணியம் னு பேத்தும் நீங்கள் எப்படி தாடியை பிடிச்சி இன்னும் தொங்கிக் கொண்டிருக்கறீங்க?
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//இரு தசாப்தங்களாய்
மனு போட்டும் வரவில்லை
சுடுகாட்டுப்பாதை//
மனு போட்டதால்தானே இந்நிலை.
கவிதை நன்று.
புரியாத கவிதை இது.
"கடவுள் என்று ஒன்று இருந்தால் அது அல்லாஹ்வாக இருக்கட்டும்"
அய்யய்ய.
இதில் புரியாமலிருக்க என்ன இருக்கிறதென்று விளங்கவில்லை.
கடவுள் என ஒன்றிருந்தால்; அது கடவுளாக இருக்கட்டுமே!
வெளியே மிதக்கும் அய்யா,
வேணாங்கய்யா.ராமனாவே இருக்கட்டும்.கடவுளுக்கு மீசை இல்லேன்னா தான் களையா இருக்கும்.
அதுசரி பெண்ணியம் பெண்ணியம் னு பேத்தும் நீங்கள் எப்படி தாடியை பிடிச்சி இன்னும் தொங்கிக் கொண்டிருக்கறீங்க?
நாங்க எல்லாம் பூணூலை தான் புடிச்சி தொங்கிக்கிட்டிருக்கோம்.
பாலா
வெளியே மிதக்கும் அய்யா,
மேலே என் பெயரில் போடப்பட்டிருக்கும் இரு கமெண்டுகளும் போலி பாலா போட்டது. தயவுசெய்து இரண்டையும் நீக்கவும். இல்லாவிட்டால் இந்த பதிவையே நீக்கவும்.
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'வெளியே' மிதக்கு அய்யா..
நான் தான் ஒரிஜினல் பாலா. மேலே வந்து கூச்சல் போடுறது போலி பாலா!
கவனமாக இருக்கவும்.
பாலா
புரிந்தும் புரியாத என்பதன் பொருள் - இந்த கவிதையின் ஆழம் புரிகிறது, ஆனால் ஏன் மனம் இன்னும் மாறவில்லை என்று புரியாததாகவே உள்ளது- தெரிந்தோ தெரியாமலோ சொல் குற்றம் அல்லது பொருள் குற்றம் இருந்தால் மன்னிக்கவும் - நாகூர் இஸ்மாயில்
வெளியே மிதக்கும் அய்யா..
நீங்கள் எல்லாவற்ரையுமே பின்/குண்டூசீ/ஆணி நவீனத்துவ பாணியில் தான் எழுதுவீர்களா? ஒரு கருமாந்திரமும் புரியவில்லை.
பாலா
சுன்னி அல்லாஹ்வா ஷியா அலாஹ்வா? இல்ல அகமதியாக்களின் அல்லாஹ்வா? அதையும் தெளிவா சொல்லிட்டா தேவல
கலிமாக்களுக்கும் ஹதீஸ்களுக்கும் பின்னும்
காய்ச்சிச் சூடேறிய ஈயமும்
நாக்கில் அழுந்த இறங்கும்
ஆயுதமும்
இல்லைஎன்பதே போதுமானதாயிருக்கிறதெனக்கு.
I pity you.You do not know the real face of Islam. If you are
an infidel you will be killed
or stoned to death.
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Infidel; Murder In Amsterdam; In The Name of Honour; Shame
Email Print Normal font Large font Paul Sheehan
February 17, 2007
Three books by three women describe the violent suppression affecting the lives of hundreds of millions of women.
Ayaan Hirsi Ali
AuthorAyaan Hirsi Ali; Ian Buruma; Mukhtar Mai; Jasvinder SangheraGenreSociety/Politics, FictionPublisherFree Press; Atlantic Books; Virago; Hodder Stoughton
WE ARE TOLD we are living through a clash of civilisations, a clash between militant Islam and the infidels.
This is only the surface tension. There is a clash of civilisations, but the deeper cause is not religion. It is sex. A great cultural struggle is being waged about and around the rights of women.
This month, three books by three women describe the violent suppression that affected not just their own lives but the lives of hundreds of millions of women like them.
For years, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, the author of Infidel, was a devout Muslim. She does not spare the gritty details of her life. As a girl in Somalia, she had her clitoris removed to make her "pure". Her clitoris and labia were cut off with scissors while she screamed. The wound was sown up to form a thick band of scar tissue, a natural chastity belt. She describes her wedding night, her divorce, then the arranged marriage to a man she despised, and her escape to Europe, bringing shame and infamy to her family and clan.
In Holland, she began to ask awkward questions: "This was an infidel country. Why was it, then, so much better run, better led, and made for such better lives than the places we came from? Shouldn't the places where Allah was worshipped and His laws obeyed have been at peace and wealthy, the unbelievers' countries ignorant, poor and at war?"
Working as a translator, she finds herself in women's shelters largely full of Muslim women and police stations largely full of Muslim men. After a decade, she concluded the host society was not the problem: "If Muslims lagged so far behind even other immigrant groups, then wasn't it possible that one of the reasons could be Islam? Islam influences every aspect of believers' lives. Women are denied their social and economic rights in the name of Islam, and ignorant women bring up ignorant children."
After graduating in political science from the elite Leiden University, she begins to speak out against the domestic tyranny imported from the Muslim world. As a beautiful black Muslim willing to criticise Islam and Muslims, she is singular in Holland. She becomes a media favourite, then a political favourite, then a member of parliament. The next chapter in her life is well known. In 2004, after writing the script for a TV film critical of Islam's treatment of women, the filmmaker, Theo van Gogh, was butchered in the street by an Islamic fundamentalist. Police swooped in to spare Hirsi Ali the same fate.
The story of van Gogh's murder is also examined by Ian Buruma in Murder In Amsterdam. Buruma, an accomplished journalist and native Dutch speaker, provides a more detached, deeper and measured version of this story than Infidel. Like Hirsi Ali, he recognises that not long ago Europe itself was locked in the grip of religious and male dominance. "Few people in Holland remember how recently emancipation of women came to the Dutch, or to other Europeans for that matter."
Like many liberals, Buruma is so concerned with being fair to the poor and the marginalised that he understates, even patronises, the desire for social cohesion by the native Dutch population. His depictions of Dutch nationalists are often patronising. He compares Hirsi Ali with Margaret Thatcher.
Yet Buruma never adequately confronts or undermines her most provocative assertion, that the majority of Muslims in Holland have failed to integrate as have other immigrants because they don't want to integrate, because they are more racist and insular than the host society.
Hirsi Ali is not the only furious woman who risked her life and caused an international sensation in confronting sexual hypocrisy in Muslim society. In In The Name Of Honour, Mukhtar Mai tells a simple story that is Shakespearean in its melodrama and sweeping implications. Mai was living in the village of Meerwala, in southern Punjab, when she was gang-raped on the orders of a village council on June 22, 2002. It was "honour justice" imposed as punishment for a patently trumped-up charge against Mai's younger brother, who had been accused of sexual impropriety with a woman from a higher caste, and powerful clan, in the district.
"I will never forget the faces of those animals," Mai says of her rapists. "They don't even need to use their weapons. Rape kills her. Rape is the ultimate weapon: it shames the other clan for ever."
Instead of committing suicide, the normal practice, she goes to the police and names her rapists. Her memoir is her journey through the justice system, the attempt by the police to cover up the crime, the media intervention, the threats to her life, the subsequent rape trial. "In order to fight, it seems that I must lose everything: my reputation, my honour, everything that was once my life. But that's not important. I want justice."
Her voice is channelled through a French writer, Marie-Therese Cuny, whose name does not appear on the cover but who is ever-present as she turns Mai's pain into prose and her statements into drama.
A fourth book, Shame, by Jasvinder Sanghera, is no literary work but has the authority of personal witness and pain. It supports the argument put by Ayaan Hirsi Ali and Mukhtar Mai that tens of millions of Asian and Muslim women suffer an invisible fate of fear, violence, submission and confinement, even in Europe. Shame also supports Hirsi Ali's claim that immigrants bring racism with them: "The worst thing that you can say to an Asian girl is that she is behaving like a white person".
Sanghera is not Muslim. Her family is Sikh, from India. They lived in a quintessentially English address, Northumberland Street, Derby, but five of the six daughters were forced into arranged marriages that proved variously disastrous.
Only Jasvinder escaped because she ran away at 16: "The photograph of the man I was supposed to marry was on the mantelpiece," she writes. "He was ugly as well as short, he looked much older than me and he had a stupid haircut."
Her sister, Robina, trapped in a violent marriage, commits suicide by burning herself to death, the fate of countless Asian wives. "If Robina had only ... found the courage to reach out and embrace the culture of the country she was born in, she needn't have died ... I knew there were other women like me and Robina. I see them every day in Derby, scuttling about like shadows." Sanghera graduates from university and opens a centre for abused Asian women, Karma Nirvana. The women come, bringing the now familiar stories of forced marriage, rape, shame, violence and abandonment.
In Pakistan, Mukhtar Mai has used her compensation payment and donations from abroad to build a school for girls in her village, a drop in the bucket of illiteracy. In Washington, where Ayaan Hirsi Ali has gone into exile, she is a fellow at the American Enterprise Institute where she will continue to write and speak about the conditions of Muslim women. "There are times when silence becomes an accomplice to injustice," she writes in Infidel. No one can ever say we were not told
//I pity you.You do not know the real face of Islam. If you are
an infidel you will be killed
or stoned to death.
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Infidel; Murder In Amsterdam; In The Name of Honour; Shame
Email Print Normal font Large font Paul Sheehan February 17, 2007
Three books by three women describe the violent suppression affecting the lives of hundreds of millions of women.
Ayaan Hirsi Ali //
அய்யோ பாவம் இந்த அனானி. தன்னுடைய இஸ்லாமிய காழ்ப்புணர்வை வெளிப்படுத்த இவருக்கு கிடைத்த ஆதாரம், சுயநலத்திற்காக பொய் பேசும் ஒரு பெண் எழுதிய புத்தகம்தான் போலிருக்கிறது.
http://www.economist.com/books/displaystory.cfm?story_id=8663231
SAY what you will about Ayaan Hirsi Ali, she fascinates. The Dutch-Somali politician, who has lived under armed guard ever since a fatwa was issued against her in 2004, is a chameleon of a woman. Just 11 years after she arrived in the Netherlands from Africa, she rode into parliament on a wave of anti-immigrant sentiment, only to leave again last year, this time for America, after an uproar over lies she had told to obtain asylum.
...The facts as Ms Hirsi Ali tells them here do not fit well either with some of the stories she has told in the past or with her tendency in her political writing to ascribe most of the troubles of the Muslim world to Islam.
Ms Hirsi Ali sounds less frank when she tells the convoluted story of how and why she came to seek asylum at the age of 22 in the Netherlands.
Ayaan Hirsi Ali is not the first person to use false pretences to try to find a better life in the West, nor will she be the last. But the muddy account given in this book of her so-called forced marriage becomes more troubling when one considers that Ms Hirsi Ali has built a career out of portraying herself as the lifelong victim of fanatical Muslims.
Mental illness, abortion, failed marriages, illicit affairs and differing interpretations of religion: much as she tries, the kind of problems that Ms Hirsi Ali describes in “Infidel” are all too human to be blamed entirely on Islam.
அனானி அவர்களே, வேற எதாவது உருப்படியான செய்தி இருந்தா பேசுங்க!
//சுன்னி அல்லாஹ்வா ஷியா அலாஹ்வா? இல்ல அகமதியாக்களின் அல்லாஹ்வா? அதையும் தெளிவா சொல்லிட்டா தேவல//
அனானி அய்யா,
அல்லாஹ் சுன்னி தான்.
அல்லா..ஷியா
அமெதியாக்களுக்கு வெறும் அல்வா தான்.
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