Saturday, May 02, 2020

Hum Honge Khamyab

He stood in his window staring at the darkness outside, with a candle flickering in his hand. A kind of reflection of life at the moment, trying to keep the flame burning, trying to be the flame, in the darkness that he found himself in, that the world found itself in.

He stood there with the candle in his hand, not because someone told him to but because he wanted to. He didn’t know what much could be achieved from all this, other than a photo-op for social media, and rabble rousing. There wasn’t going to be any tangible outcome in it all, nor did he see any religious significance that others associated it with.

He was there out of his own free will, because he wanted to. He wanted to applaud the ones in the frontline, the true warriors, the fighters, the defenders, the ones keeping them all safe, keeping them alive. He wanted to show his appreciation, though he knew this was not really what they wanted. They didn’t need appreciation, they needed support and cooperation and a lot of help in combatting an unseen enemy. He stood there for these warriors.

So he stood there with his candle in his hand, standing there for what he believed in, what he stood for. Low and behold others joined him in their windows, some because they were told to, others out of their own free will, just like him, and still others for the photo-op which they would later post on social media for their followers. 

As they all stood there together someone began to chant some shloks, others began shouting nationalist slogans and reciting the national anthem. For some reason this made him feel uneasy, made him uncomfortable. He wasn’t an atheist nor did he have anything against any particular community, he just felt that brining religion into it wasn’t the need of the hour. Matter of fact he didn’t support the misgivings of his own community. Again, it wasn’t like he was not patriotic he just didn’t believe in the brand of pop patriotism where you were to required to wear your patriotism like a badge across your chest, on your sleeves, to shout it out. The present moment was more bigger than anyone, was bigger than any religion or nation. It was the whole world world in it together. 

He stood there with a sense of uneasiness  growing within him. He wanted to scream and just ask them to shut the fuck up, cause he felt that they would never really fathom what they should be doing against what they were actually doing, what he thought they should be doing. 

He closed his eyes and took a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. And suddenly a song rose from his heart and traveled to his lips. It started as a whisper, a simple humming, but then the voice in him only got louder. And then his mother joined him. Slowly it began to catch up, and others too joined in. The beautiful song slowly drowned out all the sloganeering as more and more people joined in song. Soon the night was filled with beautiful music as people sang in one voice, with a song on their lips and hope and prayer in their heart, a feeling of thanksgiving, of togetherness, a will to overcome all obstacles, a knowledge that together they will, a sense of gratitude for everyone who was helping them get there, fighting for them, protecting them.

They all closed their eyes and joined together in song, the perfect way to show their appreciation and their will to battle on and not bow down, to overcome all obstacles in their way.

हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
होगी शान्ति चारों
होगी शान्ति चारों ओर
होगी शान्ति चारों ओर एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
होगी शान्ति चारों ओर एक दिन
हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हम चलेंगे साथ साथ
डाले हाथों में हाथ
हम चलेंगे साथ साथ एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम चलेंगे साथ साथ एक दिन
हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
नहीं डर किसी का आज
नहीं भय किसी का आज
नहीं डर किसी का आज के दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
नहीं डर किसी का आज के दिन
हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हम होंगे कामयाब, हम होंगे कामयाब
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन
हो हो मन में है विश्वास
पूरा है विश्वास
हम होंगे कामयाब एक दिन

3 comments:

Chimya said...

Hum honge Kamyaab...
I can feel the person, that's how beautifully you express it in words. Nice.

Rodman’s World said...

Thanks Harshal

RajeevRocks said...

He .. stood in d window & observed n felt all dis deeply, His song is the perfect sound of HOPE & FAITH.

WE SHALL OVERCOME... HUM HONGE KAAYAAB 👌👌👌👏👏👏