Hi friends,
writing is one neat way to vent out your emotions...and that's what is reflected in this little poetic number I lashed out, when news of repeated blasts came and a shameles Shivraj Patil stuck to his 'kursi'. The boldness of these terrorists has only been boosted by our govermnment's laxity and absence of an attitude that shows, "we won't take it lying". A clear example is hanging of Afzal -the man who planned the attack on Paliament. We will make a political issue out of it but will not punish the guilty because...Vote ka maamla hai.
This poem is a tribute to the people who want to rule our nation, not lead us.....
Inhe haath dikhaana aata hai
Inhe haath badaana aata hai
Minority ke naam pe
Afzal ko bachaana aata hai
Kya hua jo mar gaye log
Ab mushkil se kursi hai mili
Karodon ke vote bank ke aage
100-200 ki ginti kuch bhi nahi
Aashwaasan, aur chinta
Ye yuhin ‘vyakt’ karte jaayenge
Par jo latkaaya afzal ko
Khaandaani laaj kaise bachaayenge?
Terrorism pe “Soft” nahi hain
Is bhool mein na ab rehna koi
Patthar bankar, aankh moondkar
Desh ‘jalaana’, asaan nahi
Kyun nahi marta koi minister
Kisi dhamaake mein
Bhagwaan bhi shayad nahi chaahta
Ye raakshas apne aangan mein
Hum bhi bas ab haath jodkar
Kehte upar waale se,
Inhe dikhaaye imaandaari ka rasta
Ya phir..
inke gharon ko bhi uda de
Kisi dhamaake mein
Nahi toh ye madam ke pappu
Mu-tod jawaab nahi
Peace talks karte jaayenge
Aur border se laalchi padosi
Hamaare pieces karte jaayenge.
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