India,
August 11, 1908
They hanged your worthiest son
India,
Your saree became red with his blood
India,
You were Mother, then
India,
Dust has gathered over the pages of your history books
India,
Your time and tide waits for none
India,
Your eyes were sad
India,
His sacrifice had purified your tears
India,
He was 19, much younger than me
India,
He smiled with the noose around his neck
India,
His final breath stretched across the sky
India,
He is a martyr – the purest breed among mankind
India,
101 years have passed
India,
The Ganges reeks of alcohol now
India,
I’m staring out of my window
India,
I’m searching for your soul
India,
Your sky is void
India,
I don’t see any stars up there
India,
Have they stopped shining?
India,
Sleazy filmstars and corrupt politicians rape you everyday
India,
They call you ‘bitch’ under their greed-fouled breaths
India,
Wake up, please !
India,
I feel strangled
India,
They’re taking you to your grave in their shiny Mercedes
India,
I’m bleeding, not for you, but because of you
India,
Where are you?
India,
You’re no more a mother now
India,
You don’t wear a saree anymore
India,
You look pathetic in your mini-skirt
India,
You’ve forgotten your martyred son
India,
Be Mother, once more
India,
I beg of you
India,
Let not his blood flow in vain
India,
Let not his sighs disappear
India,
He loved you like a son
India,
Give to him the love he deserves
India,
That’s an order!
5 comments:
That's pretty neat.Guess you're already in the whole Independence Day mood.
India DOES need to wake up!Thumbs up to this one!
ek je chhilo chhagol
se saat shokale uthhe
kshudiraam niye lekhalekhi korto
jotheshto bhalo chhagol
erom chhagol aro koekta thaka uchit
*sigh*
keno je nei
ei lok ta amar jonmodine more gelo keno?
Uncanny...unusual...brilliant!!
goes relly vel wid d jago Bharat jago theme..........brilliant
Awsum!
More ppl shud b made 2 read this...
Ppl who r othrwise nonchalant abt evrythng tht happns arnd thm and think 15th Aug is just anothr day 2sleep 2 thr heart's content!
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