India, Meri Jaan
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Loading ...Forgive me, India, if I have forsaken you
For my dreams and wishes.
I know I have flayed each norm,
Each rule, each sense of belonging.
I know I have plucked each root,
Each feather, each burning ember
To feed the splitting atoms of my heart.
Because I know the vastness of your realm,
The heights of your dreams
And the depths of your heart.
But then, if you are my mother, as they say,
Should I not take the liberty to fulfill my dreams?
Forgive me, India, I’m forced and bound.
Just like you.
- Sushil Soni
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Sushil,
there is a sadness and inevitability seeping from each line,
Gion
sushil soni Reply:
November 11th, 2009 at 2:11 pm
@Gion Gion,
The sadness is real. It is coming out from the depths of my heart. I am missing the winters here in New Delhi. I am missing the chirping of sparrows that used to wake me up in the morning. They have all gone, simply disappeared. All that I can see around me are mosquitoes, stray dogs, filth collected over the years…But these are simple things. Are we a nation of nationalists or simply merchants?
Warm regards
Sushil
b.1956. M.A. English Literature, Hindu College, Delhi University. Editor of several magazines, like DASH, Swagat, Eternal Solutions, etc. Visualiser and designer of magazines, etc. First book of verses, called Serving the Columns, published by Writers Workshop. Second book of verses, Perceptions, published this year. Paints in oils on canvas, teach yoga and meditation and into all things spiritual.
hmmm…a mother always forgives
& many of her sons have abused her
this my mother of mothers – India
One more time, 2gether lets love her
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sushil soni Reply:
November 11th, 2009 at 2:08 pm
@viju,
Is it not strange that we ask for one more time? And then we do the same thing again when are given a second chance?
warm regards,
Sushil
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