Living in Exile - Set MF Husain Free

Let the mother pine for her son. Let her feel the pain of loss, of yearning, of constant need to feel the child.


Let the mother miss the presence of her son playing with watercolours in the back yard of her house.


Let the mother know that the child is safe in the confines of his home, and no danger can befall him.


Let the mother feel the tension tingle in her belly, ever so once in awhile, to suppress her subconscious mind of the danger that can befall her beloved.


Let people who greed for his blood, get NOT the joy of their gluttony.


Let people who curb the body, know they CANNOT curb the intellectual flights.


Let people who throw stones on the body, know that blood oozes, but NOT the calm and serene mind.


Let the mother know that she has the strength to take on the RUDRA Kali avatar to protect her son – to stop the hundred-headed serpent from spiting venom of saffron.


Let the mother know that she can strike hard when the child is in danger.


Let the people of this land know that such fate can befall all who are un-saffron, un-red, un-black, un-white.


Let India pine for the loss of a son. A son who has shown the world how large-hearted his mother is in her generosity, love and giving. Let the mother pine in pain and joy to know that her son is after all safe and sound in a land he is forced to make his own.


Let India grant Maqbool Fida Husain freedom.
Freedom to breath. Freedom to walk bare-foot anywhere. Anyhow.
Allow ‘’India’s son” to be safe in a land like Qatar- A foreign land that has made an orphaned child her own. He is safe where he is. Living in exile is the saddest fate that befalls on the most harmless.


India should set free of Maqbool Fida Husain, for if she brings him back, she will bring back a man who was betrayed by his own.


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