Futuresto: Musings on the Shape of Things to Come

By Puran C. Gururani

Futuresto is the writers attempt, taking inspiration from the futuristic ideas of the wise men and women of history to highlight the need for structural changes in the existing doddering, old institutions concerned with the management of the temporal affairs of the people, because over the years, they have become loaded with the tar of venality, self-seeking, mammon-worship, and what not. The turbulence, bloody conflicts, and widespread dissatisfaction the world over with vague moralization and sabotage of egalitarian values are ominous signs to ignore. Leisurely pursuit of economics of profit, extravagant jamborees vulgarizing cultural tastes, the practice of adversarial politics of spoils, and the sordid amalgam of the secular with the ecclesiastical cannot continue for long. The plaintive notes of humanity are inked in the Futuresto to generate interest and debate on the urgency of the changes needed. And at the same time, explore the protean capacity of democracy to throw up new guidelines for management of the temporal affairs of humankind through concerted efforts at the national and international levels so that we all are able to live and prosper together, balancing human aspirations with the limitations of nature.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: Nov 19, 2013
• ISBN: 9781482813067

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CONTENTS

Introduction

Acknowledgement

Chapter 1

Bones Don’t Cry

Razzle Dazzle Inequity

God Suffers when Poor are in Agony

Different Kind of El Dorado

In Compassion Alone Man will Endure

Revenue of Heart

Don’t Know Why I Cried

Spa of Enlightenment

Yearn To Write That Line

Dawn from Pregnant Night

Womb

Counterfeit

Lofty Principle of Survival

Frigid Tradition

Chapter 2

Ship of Democracy

I Had a Dream

Follow Me

World Citizen

Mighty Circus : Civil Secretariat

Leaders’ Chutzpah

Music Stool

Macho Politicians

Eminence Grise

Spoils of Politics

Chapter 3

River of Rage

World Criss-Crossed by Hate

World: A Can of Worms

Ragamuffin to Newman

Rag-tag Patola

Foundation of Civilization

Ashes of 20th Century

Bill of Inheritance

God Doesn’t Believe in Inheritance

Good deeds to Inherit

Stuff of Man

Conserve for Million Years

Computer Hug

Tube-Mummy

Chapter 4

Uppity Fidgety Bug

Seer of Sort

Wanderlust of Thought

Vibrating Universes

Creation Hypothesized

Apocalypse

Amidst God and Satan

Soul Within Soul

Self Annulment: Moksha

Who Am I

Hope Dried in Roots

Grim World of Make believe

Chapter 5

Humans Return To Your Roots

Noble Savage

Gaia in Pains

I Like The Earth The Way It Is

Jungle Folks Are Humane

Maverick Who

Agnostics

Lest Celebrity Dies

Intelligentsia

Scholar of Eminence

George Rags

Chapter 6

Encounter with God

Odyssey Of Faith

Fuzzy Faith

Sanitized Buddhas

Christ in Frame

Jiddu : Unwilling Prophet

Airy Fairy Hypocrisy

God Has His Own Worries

Folksy Religion

Double Face Of Religion

Heaven A Cruel Joke

Freedom From Irreverence

Impenitent Crusader

Non-Believer Skunks

Gods Descended in Hordes

Beyond Redemption

Don’t Stun My Conscience

Muggy Concept of God

God Missed in Birth and Death

Death A Fulfillment

Conscience Astride

Wounds Deep Under Dogmas Skin

I cry for Religion

It is about God

Higgledy Piggledy Mutt

Scalar Myths

Insect Mind

Walk as Zombies in Fear

Chapter 7

Bulls & Bears

Blessed is Money if it Reaches Many

Paradox

Me Meism

Bogy Money

Dinosaurian Dirge

Civilization Gone Spooky

Art Mongers

Spark of Life

Plant the Tree of Life

Promise of Life

Two Sides of Coin

Rift Inside

Temporal Coil

Gifts of Muse

Chapter 8

Cut Tit Fit

Well Wed Life

Our Bodies are Platforms

Have Sex to Heart’s Content

Life is More than Prurient Fun

Facelift

Let Me be Me

Smothered by Sex

Sex Biz

Sex is not a Quick Fix

"Proceeds from this publication

Will go for human causes

In whatever little way they can—

Keep track for possible lapses"

This publication does not claim any copy right since the ideas captured therein have been floating around for thousands of years, in gross or subtle form, as part of human traditions, hopes and fears. So, therefore, anyone interested in broadcasting them in any form or from any forum, wholly or selectively, is welcome to do so, even adding or improving them to achieve the objectives laid out therein, with the proviso that the proceeds thereof will be utilized for the selfsame objective.

Prof. Puran C. Gururani

Introduction

A manifesto is the documented public pronouncement of a Political Party’s action-plans for the betterment of the circumstances of the people of its country. Likewise, ‘FUTURESTO’ is the writer’s attempt, taking inspiration from the futuristic ideas of the wise men and women of history, to highlight the need for structural changes in the existing doddering old institutions concerned with the management of the temporal affairs of the people. Because, over the years, they have become loaded with the tar of venality, self-seeking, mammon worship and what not.

The turbulence, bloody conflicts, widespread dissatisfaction the world over with vague moralization and sabotage of egalitarian values are too ominous signs to ignore. Leisurely pursuit of economics of profit, extravagant jamborees vulgarizing cultural tastes, the practice of adversarial politics of spoils and the sordid amalgam of the secular with the ecclesiastical cannot continue for long. The plaintive notes of humanity are inked in the ‘FUTURESTO’ to generate interest and debate on the urgency of the changes needed. And at the same time explore the protean capacity of democracy to throw up new guidelines for management of the temporal affairs of humankind, through concerted efforts at the national and international levels, so that we all are able to live and prosper together, balancing human aspirations with the limitations of nature.

Prof. Puran C. Gururani

Acknowledgement

As it is customary to do so, the curator of the ideas contained in this volume is obliged to all those writers and thinkers of the past and there is no end to thank them. A word or two are due to the one person who has painstakingly over the last few years has worked hard along with the Curator to see that this volume comes into life and in public domain. The Curator cannot fully thank and express his gratitude to his granddaughter, Damini Tewari, a PhD student at King’s College London but for whom this collection of poems would not have seen the light of the day.

A word may also be written to thank and express my gratitude to the hard working housewife who let me get engaged in this type of work and to neglect all my household responsibilities. That person is no other than my caring and loving wife.

Chapter 1

There Is Enough For Everyone

Bones Don’t Cry

Mother where’s all the flesh from me gone

You said was part of mine when I was born

It was soft silky sacramental and so lovely

Gave me life and vigor and made me cry

Mother you didn’t talk of bones then, why

Mom these bones don’t hurt don’t demand

Its the poky pit with some flesh still around

Called tummy that pains and makes me cry

Renders me miserable crazy and mindless

Crave for food that is not ample or is mine

Mother take away that little remnant flesh

From shriveled belly still sticking around

Fill it with more bones there that abound

I will crave not for food or for sacred life

Nor for a patch of land as mine to survive

Nor for them fussy few to come in between

Give me those rotten smelly morsel or two

Put my dry frame on canvas and click away

Depart in tearing haste saying god bless you

Mother you shedding tears shamelessly why

My tears are dry flesh gone bones don’t cry

Mother you said militiamen maim and hurt

For a cut of land arid faith heavenward bound

As if there is not enough of an abiding space

For all those born in this placid mother earth

God’s home called heaven by genteel imagery

Will not let in even the clerics among them

For their failure to see between sin and piety

Who kill in God’s name and deign to sell faith

Will die a wretched death at their own hands

Even copious hell has no place for such of them

Who have nothing except gooey fungous faith

Plied irreverently on