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You were amongst those six; un chhay main tum bhi shamil thay: Swaang Songs

January 5, 2013

This song in memory of the unknown citizen is produced by Swaang, a Bombay based cultural group, whose members include actors, writers, music directors, musicians and producers “all in the grips of the market-driven Bombay film industry, but whose hearts continue to pull towards progressive politics!”

Composer – Rohit Sharma
Lyrics – Ravinder Randhawa
Singers – Rohit Sharma, Pankaj Badra, Pinky
Narration – Pravishi Das, Ravinder Randhawa

English translation of ‘Maa Nee Meri’

Mixed in every morsel,
What was that chant you kept repeating?
In the garb of concern and worry,
Why was fear the only virtue I learnt of your teaching?
Mother, I will not fear
Mother, I will not become you.

Drown! I shall drown, but not succumb into swimming with the tide;
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,
Slipper in hand, I shall stand!
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,
Drown! I shall drown, but not succumb into swimming with the tide;
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk
Mother, I will not fear
Mother, I will not become you.

This is not the doing of cities,
This was committed neither by the Day nor the Night,
This is not the doing of lonely desolate streets,
Neither are windows and curtains guilty of this crime,

The length of garments are not responsible,
This is neither the doing of men, nor impotents..
You were amongst those six,
This is the doing of well wishers
Mother, I will not fear
Mother, I will not become you.

Father, this is your doing.
Every time you said to me,
My child, come home soon,
What was it you feared would be?
I am luggage, I will be stolen,
I began to feel that day..
It was you who gave them the audacity,
Every time you reprimanded me that way..
They who fear and run from Dogs
Are chased and bitten in the flesh,

But stand your ground and look the in the eye,
And watch them slink away, tail between thigh..
You were amongst those six,
This is the doing of well wishers

Your religion, even your God fears them,
Perhaps that is why he sounds like them,
“Woman is dwarf-like and weak,
Looks best sitting at home, pretty and meek.”

The priest, the cleric, the monk, the ascetic,
May have showered this world with their blessings,
But my forehead will not bow to them.
I will die, but not come to you.
God! I will not come to you!

Drown! I shall drown, but not succumb into swimming with the tide;
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,
Slipper in hand, I shall stand!
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,
Mother, I will not fear
Mother, I will not become you.

Policeman! This is your doing
Your thoughts are identical to theirs
In the drawstrings of your pants camp typical male airs,
“If you value your honour, stay at home”
You sing along to their tune
Your well fed tummy stands tall on boots,
Tightly laced by crime and to injustice immune.
What hope can one have of you,
When he the head and you shoulder
To live fearlessly on your guarantee is to gamble our lives and throw it over the boulder..

Your assertions of authority betray your hidden tail,
And you wear in your neck the politician’s khadi collar!
You were amongst those six,
This is the doing of well wishers

This is your doing Politician, O leader of men..
All those six were members of your creed
2002 and 1992 saw you too pull at salwars in lusty greed
And when in 1984 that ‘great’ tree fell
You too were a bloodsucking leech in those shadows of hell
Your hands have fed grain to them
They are mere glimpses of your sins
You are all made from the same clay
These are your comrades and brethren.

Make the crocodile your symbol, your flag
For these are the monsters you’ve fathered, and they wear your name tag..
You were amongst those six,
This is the doing of well wishers

I heard once that my land was free,
Why then should I remain a slave?
I never dreamt of Prince Charming,
I never wanted to be Queen of his enclave..
Mother of mine! You poor doll of clay..
I will not remain a mute sculpture, not even today!
Slipper in hand, I shall stand!
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,
Drown! I shall drown, but not succumb into swimming with the tide;
Walk! I shall close these eyes and walk,

And you who surround me now concerned
Keep at it!
Each time there occurs an ‘incident’
Discuss, debate, analyse
Build mountains of argument
When you suffer a crime
It is a question of ‘life’
When I am attacked
Why is the question of ‘honour’ rife?
This is a battle to be equal
To be counted as one who is Alive
Hide not this searing burning wound
In a two and a half inch hole, between the legs inside.

Look Mother! Look how I fought
I was one, they were six
But afraid I was not
Every time they touched me, I bit, I bit
I fought, I fought and till they tired I hit
I spat! I spat upon their faces
I spat! I spat like they were shit

Mother, I will not fear
Mother, I will not become you.
Mother, I will not fear

Proud of myself am I
I rendered them helpless and returned, I did not sigh
I returned to laugh! To laugh without a care
I returned to settle, to prosper, to live, to dare..

11 Comments leave one →
  1. sanjay permalink
    January 5, 2013 9:29 AM

    Excellent song! Please give full credits of the song. Who is the writer, singer and composer?

  2. Nivedita Menon permalink*
    January 5, 2013 10:11 AM

    Apologies Sanjay. The details are now given at the beginning of the post.

    • Sanjay permalink
      January 5, 2013 3:44 PM

      Thanks a lot for the info and FB link.

  3. Pravin Kushwaha permalink
    January 5, 2013 1:22 PM

    It reminds me of the spirit of the peaceful protest march we had, a few days before, from JNU to Munirka Bus stand…….. more than 1500 students participated in this march.

    At the end of the march, a programme of progressive plays, songs and speches was organised by JNU student union, Gender Sensitization Committee Against Sexual Harassment (GSCASH) and JNU teachers association together. The theme of this programme was…………

    HUM LADENGE SAATHI IS UDAAS MAUSAM KE KHILAF (We’ll fight together against this gloomy weather).

    Thanks to Swara and Ravinder for producing this song at the right time and in right spirit.

  4. January 5, 2013 6:18 PM

    Fabulous song! Make it the national anthem now!

  5. Harsh Kumar permalink
    January 5, 2013 7:31 PM

    The spirit with which the song is written…is commendable…

    …”They who fear and run from Dogs
    Are chased and bitten in the flesh,

    But stand your ground and look the in the eye,
    And watch them slink away, tail between thigh….”

    But you should also be ready with a protecting ‘weapon’ just in case you come across a “mad dog” …when you are coming at 01:00 am defying the fear of your mother’s sermons…!!!

  6. January 5, 2013 8:05 PM

    Excellent

  7. Bharti sharma permalink
    January 6, 2013 9:20 PM

    All through I had goosebumps and whole life of warnings and caution floated in front of my eyes..this is the song of each girl’s heart and we should bring up our next generation by not instilling fear in them rather embolden them with courage of heart and mind to fight these so called traditions and face the monsters head on…. A beautiful and brilliant effort… A heartfelt thanks from a girl….and to share that my father always gave the strength to fight such people and that made me the way I am…so please all fathers and mothers pl give ur children the courage….respect

  8. jasdeep maan permalink
    January 7, 2013 12:23 PM

    Gr8 song ever. I liked it. It encourages the one’s feelings. A very nic song..

  9. Milan Kumar permalink
    January 7, 2013 7:42 PM

    A moving response to a heart wrenching tragedy. The beauty of the song is that it reconciles two opposite reactions-it makes your blood boil and yet provokes you to think. This is the burning need of the hour. Every conscientious citizen should be angry today yet harness that anger towards some drastic cures for the future, specially how not to be a part of those six(which tragically we all are in spite of remaining in denial). Both the message and the feelings have been very powerfully and eloquently emoted, and have a stirring effect on the listener. Kudos to Rohit, Ravinder, Pankaj , Pinky and
    Pravishi for the excellent and highly contextual rendition.
    We can pay a humble tribute to the team by sharing to make it viral on the social media.

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