The Critical Indian

The Election Story Before We Get Started Just whom, or on what issues should one really vote this time? Should the choice entirely be based upon the premise of disappointment of the previous pick? If the promises of previous term have all disappeared into thin air, what is it that guarantees any change this time? What is it that makes one so hopeful this time? How exactly does one ascertain if this candidate be different from their predecessor, or one political party be better than the other? Has it finally come down to the point of all this being just one of those chores or responsibilities that one must fulfill? If casting vote and paying taxes—a duty of a good citizen, then what is the basic duty of a politician? More importantly how far along are they? Finally, last but not the least, whether or not there's really any sort of accountability whatsoever? A whole lot of similar thoughts, mostly questions and anxie...

This  post isn't about critique or sarcasm; nor it is about celebrating or flaunting that—'day-long' patriotism, we put on a pompous display every year. And this goes for most of us. I keave the room room for partriots  I haven't met or come across yet.  This poetry is simply a reminder of what those great many men have been through, and the sacrifices that have been made to ensure that we live and breathe free. Its about appreciating and its also about letting go... Celebration of Freedom Ghulaami ki zanjeero ko todne main kurbaaniya to sabhi ne di thi Tab vo na Hindu thae na Musalman, a ur na hi Sikh, Sabhi thae Hindustani aur sabhi ki thi zid Ki tod de ghulami ki yeh bediyaan Bhale hi ho jaaye apni matrubhoomi pe qurban Yehi chahat thi un sab ki,  aur yehi armaan Kuch kar guzre aur fanaa ho gaye Kuch issi jagdojahat mein tabah ho gaye Kuch parvaane shama jalate rahe Kuch deewane loha piglate rahe Bahut se afsaane to bas yu hi zaaya ho gaye  Khayi thi unhone b...