K P Sasi

Unpublished Cartoons of K.P.Sasi

Here are a few cartoons of K.P.Sasi who passed away recently. They are not really unpublished. It only means that they are being published on the web for the first…

A Nostalgic Walk in Delhi !

My father died in Delhi when I was barely 18. My mother was returning to Kerala. I told her that I would look after myself and there was no need…

A Smell to Remember

Standing frozen in a dark pond of shit Filling my neck with stink and puke I looked around to see many others breathing With their heads above the dark liquid…

Images That Control

The images that I saw on screen Could never compete with the images in real life The magic lantern never had The magic of real life. Stories were too many…

Cartoon by K.P. Sasi

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K.P Sasi is a film maker, cartoonist, writer and an activist GET COUNTERCURRENTS DAILY NEWSLETTER STRAIGHT TO YOUR INBOX  

It is not enough !

It is not enough that you have eyes and ears You must see and listen It is not enough that you see and listen You must think also It is…

Thrissur Pooram – 2021

Thrissur pooram is on the move. This festival attracts millions of people. People flock themselves in the heart of Thrissur without leaving an inch of space for another person. Forget…

Marx Goes To Hell

When Marx died, he went to hell. He started organising the suffering people in hell. They started revolting. It became a big problem for the Gods. The gate between the…

War and Peace Through Faith

They say do not contribute silver bricks for Ram temple, because it is difficult to stock silver bricks there. Funny! Union Ministers are pleading to people to contribute to the…

The Devil

When I met the Devil last night I told him that `God is within you’ `I have no God,’ he said `I am the Devil’, said the words From his…

Love

If I tell you that love is a reality, You may call me a romantic. If I tell you that love is an abstraction You may call me a confused…

Tunnel

In this journey through the dark tunnel Many beautiful people travelled with me Some took different lanes and disappeared Some landed up again in the same tunnel This love for…

Facts Behind Maneka Gandhi’s Elephant Love

The recent controversy which erupted in Kerala due to the twitter remarks by Maneka Gandhi has multiple political, environmental and communal angles. The controversy started on the manner in which…

 Harmony During the COVID Days

Two recent reports deserve our attention: The first one is the case of a young labourer named Amrit, s/o Ramcharan and his friend Mohammad Yakub was travelling to Basti, UP…

The Sub-Inspector’s Sambar

Sub-inspector Kuttan Pillai lived with illusions about himself. The only realistic self-analysis understood by Kuttan Pillai was that he was not an efficient or good policeman - neither to the…

UAPA and the Confusions of the Left in Kerala

The relationships between political parties and people are going through a turbulent transformation during this historical period in India. To what extend have the political parties strived to be the…

Ethanol and Hunger in India

With more than 200 million hungry people, India is the home to the largest number of hungry people in the world.  More than 190 million people in India sleep without food…

Nation

The small bird who has just learnt to fly Flapping her wings with joy and confidence Moving across the wind in the sky With the earth and her people under…

Clapping Against Coronavirus

No passport, no pan card, no driving license, no ration card, no voter's id, no aadhar card, no records on parents, but Carona has become an Indian citizen. Let us…

The Walking Machine

Last time when I was travelling for a seminar, I was surprised at the kind of crowd in Bangalore airport. It was usual for people to stand waiting in at…

Fearlessly Forever !

Today, it rained in Delhi. Tonight, the rains would wash the stains Of blood on the streets filled with pain. The earth would absorb the red And little green grass…

The Script is Being Written

The script is being written For those belonging to the `other’ faith For women, Dalits, and the margins and For the under-nourished colours Trying to cover their bodies and minds…

Search That Song

A beauiful actress with a fan club for her looks Looked at the mirror when she was old and said: `I am not this one and where did I go?’…

The Sound of Silence

Short story The king was facing a major problem. He has become allergic to sound. The doctors treating him on sound allergy were of the opinion that the shouting on…

The Verdict for A Common Future

The changes from a pretension of secularism to a majoritarian Hindutva culture within the mainstream psyche was slow and steady during the post independent India. The growth of Islamophobia from…

Animal World – Cartoon by K.P Sasi

The Kerala police has arrested two Communist Party of India (Marxist) activists, Alan Shuhaib and Thaha Fazal under the provisions of the Unlawful Activities (Prevention) Act (UAPA) from Kozhikode on…

A Weak Rope

The hangman brought the noose Near an erect neck of a prisoner I must apologise to you,’ whispered the hangmanI am only doing a job for the survival of my…

A Medal for Blood !

A rain of blood fell from the sky on a valley A sixteen year old boy cried in pain when his eyes were hit with pellet bullets `But why?’ He…

Molecules

Dead people are free human beings For freedom is a term meant for the living The living dead walking as corpses on streets Or on their best luxurious vehicles Are…

The Carpenter Friend

I do not wish the sun to rise And I do not wish the moon to disappear The carpenter who made this bed Has done more than he could dream…

The Dead Flower

Sometimes I do not like meeting people Whenever I do not like meeting myself Meaningless actions and meaningless words Among the multitude of meaningless people Make me feel the need…

Kashmir

A soul without a body was walking Wondering how much time was left in his life The corpses on the side of the road Seemed to be breathing A man…

A Walk Between Love and Hate

The love that you gave me Was more than what I could handle For I do not know How to return your love So, I placed your love in a…

Bitterly Frank !

Sometimes, I would prefer to be bitterly frank. These days, I feel that people get what they deserve. You have a PM whose credentials in Babari Masjid demolition and Gujarat…

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