In this land water flows,
through hills and meadows,
this is divine blessing,
through sun and shadows!
Today there was a jam against water shortage, and tomorrow same will be for electricity shortage. Unlike Kissan Jam, this jam seems quite bitter if you are stuck it and quite amusing if you are observing it (just observe some people the next time you are in a jam).
Now, this jam I was in was not due to lack of roads. It was because people were not provided water. Now we do have a lot of water but we just can’t use it. “Why this sorry state?”, I thought. Maybe we have a treaty to thank for this. Indus Water Treaty is what it is formerly called. “What did this treaty do?” I asked this question to the water tycoon of Kashmir, Mr. Jhelum.
And he gave a strange reply saying, “Some bleak day, a long time ago, they signed a treaty or that’s what they called it. The world at least knew it that way. But inside that room where it was signed, it was known that it’s not a treaty, it was a treat for both of them. They felt great that on the basis of their power, they stripped a nation of its resources and kept it all for themselves. These days people are protesting against a rape, but wasn’t that a rape too. It was also a rape, economic gang rape of a nation.
And to the people of this state, it was presented as a treatise. A treatise which took that many bitter experiences to comprehend, and comprehend they did little. From this little comprehension of theirs, they now demand a treatment for all of this (although they are not even in a position to beg for a treatment). Treatment will be there, but doesn’t appear to be soon. Till then it appears that people will have to enjoy the Traffic jams, Kissan jams, Sil jams, Freshtop jams or as some might argue Brain Tonic jams! But please don’t dump the bottles in me!”
They steal our means,
they steal our dreams,
and then they complain,
Why those screams?