Year: 1995

Critical Love

I. The Visionary   Don’t you force me to fall in love with you I tell you, I have more cardinal works to do I am no Quixotic, nor am I other-worldly Can’t sing serenade, to your billet-doux, I can’t reply   Several problems are there, and they are yet to be solved Many a scabrous decisions are to be resolved Any scruple over falling in love is no Guardian Knot I’m at no dilemma as to fall in love or not   Let me make it trenchant to you That love’s not for me The cloud-cuckoo-land is not my home I am no day-dreamer you see   Here I witness million souls Pinched, homeless and starving How can I be an imposter to Act as if not listening?   I bear no grudge that you feel complacent But its heinous to say that the world is content I’m pragmatic, can’t run away from the world For the sake of your love, for, I am no coward   I can leave you for the sake …

Bhagat Singh

I Why, Bhagat Singh, did you die? At a time when people were shy To come out of their homes to fight Against the British’s indomitable might   You had dreamt of freedom For the future generations Thus you sacrificed your life For this mission of yours   Yes, comrade, your dream’s fulfilled Your death paid off, India was freed British are no more ruling over us How can we thank you, our words are at loss   You got yourself hanged; for the sake of the motherland With a dream in your eyes; and a smile on your lips Alas! Today’s country is not India of your dreams; Your great sacrifice has gone in vain, it seems.   II Why, Bhagat Sing, didn’t you marry? Why did you flee away from home feeling sorry For your family which was arranging your marriage You boldly defied them and took revolutionary’s pledge   You were only seventeen then Why didn’t you enjoy life like other men Look upon us, from school days, flirting with girls All …