neelwrites/it’sallinthename/fiction/flash/shortstory/18/05/2018

IT’S ALL IN THE NAME

By Neel Anil Panicker

“Hey, what’s this thing about being cool? Looks like everybody wants to be cool.”

Jackie stopped, turned around and looked at his friend of twenty fours hours.

 “Look err …what’s your name you said?”

‘Sandeep…Sandeep Bandhopadhyaya.’

“Now that’s the problem. With a name like that you can kiss your chances of ever ending up as cool”.

‘But that’s what is my name? What can I do about it? It’s what my father and mother gave me when I was born.’

Jackie raised his voice to say something but checked himself just in time. The two were in the school hall and Mrs Saxena, their sixth grade class teacher was walking by.

“Good morning, madam,”  the two belted out in unison  as the portly lady with the thick rimmed glasses and unsmiling demeanour stormed past.

Seconds later, Jackie turned around.

“Hey, Mr Sandeep Bandhopapdhya, so you want to be cool, really cool, right? Ok, so tell me, what’s my name?”

‘Jackie’.

“Right but wrong. Confused? Well, let me explain. My name, the name my parents gave me is Jai Kishan. But guess what? I hated it ‘coz everybody hated it. They thought it was so downmarket, as if I came from some village. Thought I was a buffoon. So, I pondered over it and then something clicked my brain. I decided to be Jackie. Overnight, I become cool.

And now, you need to do that too, buddy”.

‘So…what do I do to be cool like you?

“Simple, modify your name. From today you are no longer Sandeep Bandhopadhyaya. Instead, your friends have a choice. They can call you Sandy, or Bandy, or even Sandy Bandy. Can anyone get cooler than that?”

#NEELANILPANICKER #FICTION #FLASH #280WORDS #SHORTSTORY

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neelwrites/suicideofasupercop/sundayphotofiction/elephant/flash/realisticfiction/14/05/2018

SUICIDE OF A SUPER COP (GENRE: REALISTIC FICTION)ayr6

Photo Prompt: C.E. Ayr

By Neel Anil Panicker

The end, the fall from grace, the willful destruction of self came in bits and pieces.

It started with the detection of cancer.

It looks benign. Nothing much to worry about. Just a slight change in your daily routine, a minor alteration in diet plans and bingo, life carries on as usual.”

The doctor’s words served as a palliative. It worked like the placebo that it was meant to be. The feeling that all was right in his world lasted almost a decade.

A minor surgery in the interim (“Sorry, we had to remove one of your kidneys. But relax, you are completely cured”) did wonders for his ego.

The hulk was back doing what he did best__ rising to his entire six foot tall glory, bursting out on all cylinders, his rock-like fists knocking down criminals as if they were nine pins. The rat tat tat of his AK 47 again began to reverbrate in the skies, assuring us that ‘Super Cop’ was back in business.

Alas!

All that were the last maddening flames before the embers died out.

The malevolent killer struck again.

He didn’t want to be just another white elephant.

This time he wanted to go out all guns blazing.

A bullet through his head was his way out.

#neelanilpanicker #fiction #flash #short story #realistic fiction #supercophimanshuroy #si​_ngham #suicide

https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2018/05/12/sunday-photo-fiction-may-13-2018/

 

This story is a fiction based on a true story.

REF: http://www.thehindu.com/news/cities/mumbai/family-of-himanshu-roy-thanks-well-wishers-requests-privacy/article23864880.ece arealtic

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IPS officer Himanshu Roy’s body being taken for cremation in Mumbai on May 11, 2018.

 

neelwrites/jinnah/editorial/kneelingdown/essay/07/05/2018

JINNAH WAHAAN; JEENA YAHAAN

Aligarh Muslim University, AMU

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By Neel Anil Panicker

Are we going Pakistan’s way? Are we becoming a mirror reflection of what Pakistan has become in recent years?

By focusing our eyes, ears and all of our sensory perceptions on our next door neighbour are we in real danger of morphing into the monster that Pakistan has turned into?

Well, if you were to ask me I am going to stick my neck out and say an emphatic ‘Yes’.

Chew on this___Ram, Padmavat, cow, beef, Taj…we seem to be never falling short of issues to fight over. Almost every other day we are out on the streets, armour and shield, guns blazing, ready to attack and maraud and exterminate vile enemies of the nation__be they real or imaginary.

The goal posts keep changing, the game remains the same, the spectators ever on the rise.

The latest in this year’s edition of the IPL- acronym for the great Indian Political League__is the absolutely farcical and totally unavoidable brouhaha created over Mohammed Ali Jinnah’s portrait.

I am of the firm opinion that all those students and their political Godfathers who are crying themselves hoarse and fighting a pitched battle in a bid to force authorities to remove Jinnah’s portrait from the precincts of Aligarh Muslim University, are anti-nationals.

Yes, you heard that__these lumpen hooliganists, this fringe group of pseudo nationalists who indulge in violence and fight over non-issues, who go about brow beating and attacking all those who oppose them including the police and all right thinking citizens of this great country__they all are anti-nationals for in this 21 ist century post liberalised highly competitive modernist economic world that we live in the only rightful definition of anti-national that we need to subscribe to is one who expends his time and resources in derailing the economic growth of a nation.

For aren’t they not anti-nationals all those who burn effigies, stop traffic and hold up trains, sit in dharnas and kill and loot and plunder in the name of protecting, preserving, protecting, upholding some abstract dinosaur like values so very absolutely anachronistic in today’s jet age?

Shouldn’t the students of Aligarh Muslim University of both  and all political hues be expending their valuable time and energy into the

pursuit of education, a pursuit that would not just shore up their intellectual wealth but also help them bag jobs and ultimately lift this country out of the economic morass that it has fallen into?

It is a question that needs answering; not just by the innocent lambs who are systematically led to slaughter by their political self serving selfish political masters but by all right thinking national loving citizens of this country.

And the answers need to come, fast and quick, for I am afraid, the time is running out.

#neelanilpanicker #editorial #KNEELING DOWN #jinnah #amu #politics #anti-national #portrait

REF: http://www.business-standard.com/article/current-affairs/amu-controversy-violence-in-aligarh-muslim-university-news-over-muhammad-ali-jinnah-s-portrait-hamid-ansari-top-10-developments-118050400807_1.html

neelwrites/mynameisasifa/justiceforasifa/18/04/2018

My name is ASIFA. It’s OK: Go ahead and take my name.

For, I am not a survivor.

Anyways how does it matter to me now that i am no more.

I don;t even have the right to feel ashamed.

And why should I?

In fact those who should feel ashamed, those whose names you must know and memorize are my assaulters, the inhuman vile creatures who kidnapped, raped, beat me black and blue, and then dumped my lifeless body onto the streets after they had their fill of me, of my guileless eight year old self.

And do you know among these ‘animals’ were a temple priest, someone who purportedly acts as our Messenger of God?

Also a couple of policemen, whose duty it is to uphold the law?

Joining theImage result for asifam in their despicable bestial acts were a few other moralistic keepers of conscience, those self styled torch bearers of society and religion and caste and other myriad affiliations who thought it was Ok to violate and rape and murder an innocent eight year old. AS if it were the done thing to do, some sort of a birthright.

In fact so vile did they act that even moments before I breathed my last, I heard one of my tormentors scream out maddeningly __once more, one more time.
And so he had ‘one for the road’ before I was thrown on the road where I died a million deaths before death came and freed me of my pain and humiliation.

And now you can move on to the next big story, the next big rape for I am but Asifa, a poor, unfortunate eight year old girl who died in ‘service’, while serving the carnal instincts of men badly raised by their mothers and fathers and the society to which they belong.

Thank You, dear India for treating me this way.

#neelanilpanicker

https://www.aljazeera.com/indepth/features/india-asifa-rape-killing-girl-family-accused-180416070659470.html

neelwrites/politics/poem/tanka/19/03/2018

SHAME ON YOU
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By Neel Anil Panicker
For everything I’m game
I’ve absolutely no shame
Nobody’s to blame
For me all are same
What I do has no name
Though I have some fame.
#neelanilpanicker #poem #politics #nareshagarwal #modi #india #politics

 

neelwrites/eathumblepie/politics/india/nareshaggarwal/19/03/2018

 

GENRE: REALISTIC FICTION

INSIDE THE MIND OF A POLITICIAN

_____AN INTERVIEW WITH NARESH AGARWAL

100WW_W62

By Neel Anil Panicker

‘Easy as pie.’

What?

‘Winning elections. Plus, changing parties.’

Easier than changing diapers, right?

‘Much, much easier.  A piece of pie. And that’s not a lie.’

Yeah, don’t we all know that you’re an apostle of truth. But why?

‘Why what?’

Why did you call her Nachnewali?

‘Call whom?’

Jaya Bacchan, your erstwhile colleague in Samajwadi Party to whom you lost your Rajya Sabha seat.

‘Oh that’s a minor matter. In politics, it’s a non-issue. Moreover it was a pun. A smart play of words. I am Nar and Big B’s bibi is just a Nari.’

Oh, is that? I didn’t know that. But now you’ve to deal with the real Nar, the omnipotent Narendra Bhai, your ever nice as pie new boss.

‘Is he? I think we politicians have no bosses, only slaves. Anyways, I believe he will eat humble pie.’

Could you explain that?

‘Look, it’s simple. First, Araria and Jehanabad, then Phulpur and Gorakhpur.
And now, that Babu guy who heads TDP has ditched him. Shiv Sena would follow soon.

But isn’t he doing a lot of good. I mean GST, Aadhar, rising GDP, MSP et al?

‘All pies in the sky. It’s going to fall soon like a House of Cards. The allies will ditch him one by one I tell you. Come elections, he will eat humble pie.’

Will you too?

‘I am smart and loyal too, I will not ditch him or leave the country unlike some traitors, unless…’

Unless what?

Look, whatever I do comes with a pre-condition. I want a piece of the pie.

I am sorry, I didn’t get you. You have to be more clear.  

‘I want UP_lock, stock, and barrel. I want him to read the writing on the wall and hand over UP to me.’

But what about Yogi then?

‘He can go to the Himalayas for all I care.’

#neelanilpanicker #politics #sarcasm #realisticfiction #india #narendramodi #nareshaggawrwal #jayabacchan #pie

100 Week Wednesday: Week 62

 

BACKGROUND:

 “I have been compared with those who dance and work in films,” Naresh Agrawal said today at an event in Delhi to mark his entry to the BJP

Not The First Time Naresh Agrawal Made A Controversial Comment

Former Samajwadi Party leader Naresh Agrawal who joined the BJP took a swipe at actor-turned-politician Jaya Bachchan, stating:
“I have been compared with those who dance and work in films,”.

REF: https://www.ndtv.com/india-news/not-the-first-time-naresh-agrawal-made-a-controversial-comment-1822982