avatarGita Das

Summary

The author expresses frustration over societal issues, including religious homogenization, economic hardships due to lockdowns, and racial discrimination.

Abstract

The author reflects on the pervasive anger in society, stemming from a variety of issues both old and new. People used to find solace in their individual faiths despite having basic life challenges, but now grapple with a one-size-fits-all approach to religion, which has led to dissatisfaction. The economic impact of poorly planned lockdowns has exacerbated this anger, leaving people feeling helpless and without viable solutions. Additionally, the author is disturbed by the ongoing racial prejudices, particularly the association of power with skin color, and the global nature of this discrimination. The text conveys a deep sense of discontent with these myriad issues, which the author sees as petty yet deeply rooted in society.

Opinions

  • The author is critical of the societal shift towards a singular religious space, feeling that it has stripped away personal faith and contributed to unhappiness.
  • There is a sense of futility and anger regarding the economic consequences of lockdowns, which have left people with no choice but to face dire circumstances.
  • The author is troubled by the persistence of racial discrimination, highlighting the absurdity of attributing power to skin color and acknowledging that this issue is not confined to any one location but is widespread.
  • The text suggests that the author's anger is a response to the inability to understand or solve these complex societal problems, leading to a focus on smaller, seemingly trivial issues as a coping mechanism.

Anger

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I get angry for countless, petty things. Sometime back, I remember men were happy. Each prayed his own god. They had problems, of bread and butter, clothes and shelter. But none with god and altar. Now, men are unhappy. They have new problems. One temple for all and no more churches, mosques and other prayer halls. I am angry with the cutthroat competition for god. The other day I was angry about the high price of tea, coffee, sugar and milk. All because of the mindless, ill-planned lockdown. Nothing could be done. You die of hunger or you die of disease. You cannot choose for you are dumb. No one has solutions nor do I have one. So I get angry at petty irrelevant things. It is easy to blame and blast. There are many petty puny matter of rich, not so rich and poor of young and old, women and children dear of animals, plants and nature. These are reasons for my anger. Presently, I seethe with anger. Men have problem with colour. No. Not colour of flower. Skin colour. Is white the only colour to retain power? White men hate other skin colour. Though black and brown men are no less better. This fight is going on somewhere not here. Elsewhere, not here or so I think. I am wrong. I find it even here. Here there everywhere. Problem with god I tried to understand but problem with colour? I don’t. That is why I get angry at countless petty trivial things.

Poetry
Free Verse
Anger
BlackLivesMatter
Society
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