The inevitability of death and poignant context set in this Kabir Bhajan always stirs disquiet yet settles me each time I hear it. It’s not only the lyrics but the soulful rendition by Kumar Gandharva that sends me tripping. In this performance, the singer and the song have become one…The lyrics, the rhythm and the cadence, the tone, the mood, everything comes alive with deeper and newer meanings…
What an inspiration! His life gives such a big hope that even bleakest circumstances and social decadence cannot stop good people from being born. His assassination also proves that we can’t take such providence for granted.
The cynic in me died just knowing what he spoke and what he did. Hear this-
He was really bold-
He sold off the government fleet of Mercedes cars and made the Renault 5 (the cheapest car sold in Burkina Faso at that time) the official service car of the ministers.
He reduced the salaries of well-off public servants, including his own, and forbade the use of government chauffeurs and 1st class airline tickets.
He redistributed land from the feudal landlords to the peasants. Wheat production increased from 1700 kg per hectare to 3800 kg per hectare, making the country food self-sufficient.
He opposed foreign aid, saying that “he who feeds you, controls you.”
A social media campaign adds thousands of new followers, millions of impressions and fans overnight, apart from mutual congratulations from other social media junkies, glitzy presentations which go to great pains to define something as engagement, and award submission frenzy , what insight does it…