I live a stagnant, looped life to write a diary, but yesterday was a breath of fresh air. The Staten Island Ferry offered views of the freedom tower and the statue of liberty as it took us, AAP DC supporters/ volunteers to Manhatten. The subway took us close to Black Lives Matter protestors at Times square who were later pepper sprayed. How old are you? to a boy selling candy on the subway. 12, I heard as a well dressed music student next to him finished his assignment on a sunday morning. Juliard??? I judged, realizing that I grew up on protest music and attended a conservatory because I liked the stream on its campus... I had previously enrolled in a Mumbai college because of stray cats on the campus. Better late to realize than never. A resident doctor anxiously handed me a handwritten letter to Kejriwal, a lone ABP news journalist finished her report for a couple of hours out in the cold, a tibetan refugee cheered for AAP with a marvelous mountain voice, a Bangladeshi Cab driver asked why they slap him? A cancer research scientist eager to connect with other volunteers boarded a train with us. She had learnt how to make websites for AAP during Loksabha 2014. A malyali handed me his 6 month old to write Kejriwal a line on the bag of mufflers he gifted. She started crying in no time. The day ended at Columbia University where Dr. B R Ambedkar studied, and later wrote a constitution to an old, mysterious and a very divided society. Blessed to have sung Kabir, Bulleh Shah, Bhagat Singh, Tagore, and this translation of the civil rights movement anthem with many others. Poets, revolutionaries in their own right. Kejriwal has fused many boundaries while fusing politics with activism.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 05:32:29 +0000
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