Since I plan to write about freedom of expression today, I am afraid I must be very careful. That in a nutshell is the comic contradiction that mocks speakers, writers, thinkers, artistes, nay, virtually anyone who feels the urge to correct, convince or simply convey something. It looks, free speech will have to slowly seek sanctuary in the suffocating space ‘between the lines’ or worse, get exiled to the oblivion of words unsaid.
Why Not?
It is understandable that re-conversions and Sanskrit science are raising a lot more outrage than Peshawar or Paris amidst the secular brigade here. After all, are not the quixotic tantrums of the Togadia tribe deemed more dangerous than the bloody massacres unleashed by madcaps worldover, all of whom happen to have one common denomination, er, denominator? Indeed, such irony can be dismissed as idiotic but for the insidious intent.
