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                                       Let poems overtake all


                                       possible prose, yet again



                                       Poets of the bygone era urged masses to speak up, to speak out and
         dilemmas                      to just about unleash not just words but heady sentiments relaying

                                       the pain and sorrow of their times. But that breed is missing now
         HumrA
         QurAISHI
                                                 trains of rebellion writ   be relevant…It is an attempt to retrieve
                                                 large, yet not to be heard   the spirit of resistance that once roamed
         The Delhi-based writer                  potent verse… those lines   so freely in the landscape of Urdu lit-
         and columnist’s books                   dripping with provoca-  erature during the progressive writers’
         include Kashmir: The                    tive passion and emotions.   movement. In that sense, this book is
         Untold Story. She co-         S Where are our poets? No-       more than recounting of a bygone age; it
         authored a series of          where to be seen nor heard poets reciting  is our own political project. It is not just
         writings with the late        verse after verse, to gear up the entire   the history of the past, it is a history of the
         Khushwant Singh and           atmosphere, to hit out at the anarchy   present, and hopefully, a history of the
         her short stories are         spreading around so very steadily and   future as well.”
         part of anthologies.          systematically!                     Though I’d attended the launch of this
         The views expressed             I do wish that as the general elections   book several years back, on 17 January of
         are her own                   near, poetic verse overtakes all possible   2006, at the Jamia Millia Islamia, where
                                       prose, to not just provoke us towards   the two brothers had flown down from
                                       seeing and sensing the reality of the day   the United States, where they were uni-
                                       but also to awaken our dying emotions,   versity professors, but its now, this week,
                                       nudge us towards marching ahead, not   as I sat re-reading it, these ‘anthems of
                                       just towards the polling booths but also   resistance’ do hold out, hit and re-hit as
                                       towards questioning and counter- ques-  never before. Perhaps, more than apt for
                                       tioning the rulers of the day.   the dark times we are living in.
                                         Correct me if I’m wrong but during   Putting forth verse tucked in the pages
                                       of the dark phases in the recent history   of this wonderful volume -
                                       of the country, it’s the rebel poets and
                                       writers who led the protest meets and   This verse of Kaifi Azmi
                                       marches…Where are the rebel poets and   How long will I live this oppressed
                                       writers of the day who should be seen          death-like existence
                                       marching ahead along with the masses?   The times are about to change
                                         Well, till we hear their voices, its best   My blood boils, my brow is sweaty,
                                       to sit well provoked by reading and   My pulse pounds, my chest is fiery
                                       re-reading the best of Kaifi Azmi, Faiz   Roar O Revolution, for I am ready.
                                       Ahmad Faiz, Sahir Ludhianvi, Josh Mali-
                                       habadi, Ali Sardar Jafri .. In fact, this entire  And these lines of Faiz Ahmad Faiz
                                       week I have been sitting re-reading    Not enough to shed tears, to suffer
                                       Anthems of Resistance (India Ink/ Roli          anguish
                                       Books) where the two brothers, Ali   Not enough to nurse love in secret
                                       Husain Mir and Raza Mir, focus on the   Today, walk in the public square
                                       powerful verse of the progressive poets          fettered in chains.
                                       of the era gone by.
                                         To quote them, “This book grows out   And this verse of Sahir Ludhianvi
                                       of a desire to reverse this ‘wilful loss of   That morning, when the veil of night
                                       memory’ and to reclaim the legacy of the          will slip away from the head of these
                                       progressive poets in an age when their          dark centuries
                                       words, insights, and politics continue to   When the clouds of suffering melt, when



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