Monthly Archives: April 2014
In my far and wide reach, in distance and time,
I’ve grown wiser studying large chunks of history pages,
Witnessed rise and fall of civilizations through stages,
A few words of wisdom for you from my journey through the ages.
You live in a city older than history,
Older than tradition,
A test lies ahead. Use your intuition,
Take an informed decision.
For this election, all sorts of people will come to you,
Practicers of political nepotism,
Agents of crony capitalism,
Bigots of religious fundamentalism.
They’ll try various notions to connect to you,
Sari for the ladies, liquor for men,
Paid advertisements, rating Modi ten on ten
Using money they alter the views of a truthful and just pen.
There will be others,
They won’t brag about their might,
Against corruption is their mission to fight,
Their vision is to realize Swaraj as a right
Unlike the conventional parties,
They’ll talk about empowering you,
Know them. Discuss. Tell them about your view,
For various perspectives only can take this country through
This clash of titans is not about personalities,
The future of your country is at stake,
Your choice has the potential to repair it or to break,
Mai or AAP; which side will you take?
I get annoyed to see citizens willing to sell their country,
It pains to see people succumb to the power of note,
This time, ask your conscience before you cast your vote,
Mai or AAP? Give this country a game changing result to quote.
Day by day, I get older and near my death,
In the burden of your sins, your filth, your shit, your pee,
I’m doomed. Atleast hear your mother river’s one last plea,
Don’t let your motherland suffer the same fate as me.
An amalgam of beauty, grace and elegance
Clad in white kurti and peacock blue Patiala
The whole bookstore got mystified by her presence
This dainty damsel radiated such a pious aura
A little unkempt hair told she was a whimsical lass
Kohl rimmed brown eyes gave an alluring appeal
Black full rim spectacles made her look an Uber-cool ass
Eloquent lips conveyed an abundance of zeal
Two bright Chandeliers dangled from her ears
A Swan pendant enhanced the beauty of her chest
The dazzle of titan raga sparkled on left hand of hers
While her right shimmered with a silver bracelet
She smiled as our eyes met for split second
I lowered mine instantly and looked at her feet
The butterfly flats appeared simple and elegant
Watching this lovely lady had been a delightful treat
I walked towards her while gazing at the literary fiction section
She was confused with Rushdie in one hand and Kafka in other
I offered help to choose a single book for her collection
Our conversation then went on from one domain to another
I was smitten at her depth of knowledge and understanding
She was vocal on almost all topics and had a very fine diction
We kept on talking from Howard Roark to King’s landing
I thoroughly enjoyed the company of this scholar of great distinction
Our talk got disrupted by a call from her parents
She promised to meet again and hurriedly left in the crowd
If only she would have been there for a few more moments
I would have recited this poem to her out loud.