Hour of Honours
Honour.
One word.
Several interpretations.
Word of honour.
Badge to display.
Kingdoms were built on honour.
Palaces were razed to ground. For sake of honour.
All life is most honourable.
Every life must be honoured.
What is honour? Is it self-esteem? Self-respect? Sycophancy?
Can honour be demanded or commanded ?
Or,is honour a voluntary acceptance of the soul shining within another being ?
Does dignity follow honour or is carriage the precursor for honour?
Honourable intentions. Your Honour. My Honuor.
Between the many variants of the word lie embedded several layers of thoughts, feelings, emotions, actions as well as traits of human beings of our planet.
Can honour be bestowed by a select group of persons?
Does honour diminish or be snatched away if kith and kin boycott or peers ridicule and unknown groups criticize one honoured personage?
Is honour intangible or a tangible, visible, manifest quality surrounding the creature?
Is it a creation or the creature per se?
A beggar on the street side lamp or a public park gate. A politician or his hordes canvassing for votes and seeking power. A modest laborer in the farm. Or,a social worker mingling among destitute folk and convicts. A legal heir of a long departed,former ruler of an erstwhile kingdom. A sitting judge. An ex-serviceman.
Does pride follow honour or prejudice begets honour ?
Is it an honour to hobnob with crafty men, wily women and wild beasts of our society?
Can honour be co-shared or partaken of and exchanged as a gift is?
Can honour be result of the spoils of war ?
Do peace-mongers enjoy more honour than war-mongers ?
All honourable men.
And, the women too, as Caesar’s wife, wash their hands in a bowl to establish their honour.
Honour is redeemed.
We honour ourselves in honouring others.
So, honour is shared. Universally.
Universe bestows honour. By the nature .
Oh,so very natural.
Nature alone prevails.
A nation of equal laws and equality before the law honours perceptions, persons and all people. Who are jettisoned to limelight. By hook or by crook.
And thus,it honoured a few of it’s citizenry who hitched on to a bandwagon called a television-channel. And,their political-bosses honoured them.
All the praises went to their heads. Headstrong ones began to no longer indulge in anti-national activities surreptitiously and openly branded themselves to be the flag-bearers of modern-day street-smart journalism.
So much so that enemy country was relayed,transmitted conveyed troop positions,movements and defense measures being taken to ward off terror-attacks launched from the foe’s territory.
All honour vanishes. Into thin air.
Treachery. Traitors. Quislings.
An open war.
Can countering war waged against nation be dubbed dishonourable ?
Not at all.
By no means.
Yet, all other honoured men positioned in seats of control have their own axe to grind. So, an eyewash. A day’s punishment. As you would an errant pupil in the primary school – to stand up on the bench, in a classroom.
To feel ashamed.
All honour lost. If only temporarily. Amongst your class.
Such is the day-long ban imposed by a desi strongman’s Achey-Din government . Where a lame-duck jockey rides the stallion of government.
Honoured. Honourable. Honours.
It is beneath one’s honour to even name the shameful characters involved in the open-book episode of our country, today. So, let the honoured bask in their glory.
Rest in peace.
Honour is such.
Relative.
Even relatives do not honour honesty, propriety, poverty nowadays.
Or, so it appears.
Going by tales clients tell. .
Honour honour so honours, as the musical horns, sound sweet!
Good conscience alone is Honourable!
Do the honours. . .
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As always, the depth in the words is appreciable.
Hour of Honours !!