Democracy weeps....

Crying with pain, with fear in eyes

Dead thoughts and black skies

With crime at helm, and governing

Sleeping country and few mocking

Money keeping poor out and back

Politics at low, wide and open crack

Industrial growth but degrading humanity

Religious hatred and communal polarity

Watching the values dying, it selflessly keeps

In the corners of Delhi, It’s Democracy that weeps

The silence of people, adding to pains

Watching it helplessly bound, in chains

Ethics and moral losing, falling to greed

Corruption becoming necessity, a need

Confused governance, sleeping people

Quietly waiting, inviting more trouble

Speak before it becomes a little too late

Let’s rise for India, can’t leave it to fate

Because in the search of its few saviors

It’s Democracy that is bleeding in tears.

Democracy is power to us....

Democracy! An awesome word but a complex theory. One of the best forms of governance. It gives "Power" to people. Indian democracy. The world's largest democracy. It is India's weapon to face and confront the rest of world. It is India's best tool to keep the country united.

We often put this term to a test. Be it "Hate “Speech or Voting, Its Democracy that hangs on a cross. From minority to majority, it has different versions with each instance. But today our commitment to this democracy, of ours, is in question. It is being looted by its own saviors. Its values and principles are falling...It, today, looks crippled. It is finding its existence in its own shattered pieces. Today corruption is shadowing the glory of democracy .Corrupt guards of democracy are selling its values for coins. The democracy is being sold lifeless in market of money. Why our democracy is becoming our weakness. Why our democracy comes in question every time we are in trouble? What’s the fun of having a largest democracy when it is not the strongest?

The answer is simple. It needs more support, time and help from its people. .The country and its soul-democracy needs it’s powers. And coincidently we are the power of democracy. It is for the people, by the people and of the people. It is a magic stick that is with us, waiting for us to use it. How can the power are given entirely too ruling class when the essence of democracy is with the ruled.

It’s our right to stand for it and our constitution is way ahead in providing us the power. We have powers, Known to whole world but "non-existent" to us. We are too busy to realize them or feel them. The time is running. We need to make democracy rise again and save it from loosing into the hands of culprits of democracy. We cannot let the powers fall in the hand of "few" who torture the "many".

Remember “the power, the throne belongs to us and we have to snatch it......."

so wave the magic stick and bring democracy to its place...the place India only desired for....Strongest...

Expectations From Obama:Too much from a too Helpless President

Obama's much anticipated Visit to New Delhi is going to finally happen.Indian Government and India Inc. has expected a lot from Obama and his group of Tourists.Dual Use technology,UNSC seat and Outsourcing are simple things which are really complex for Obama.He want a lot from India in view of "growing" strategic Partnership but is reluctant to offer any relief to Indian woes about Pakistan sponsored terrorism and even small issues like Ban on ISRO and DRDO.
.He won the US elections on a single word "change".But there came no change.Only a face of failed Politician and a powerless US president.In spite of watching a success in Afghanistan,His Policies even created more chaos.His policies of Good and Bad Taliban,reducing the Budget of domestic spending,Increase in the money Paid to Pakistan led to his recent echoing defeat in US mid term elections.

Why are we Keeping our expectation too high from Him when He is known now,"more for promises", less for actions".This time the "Potus" is not as powerful as he used to be.He is lost in the Falling US economy and Rising of China in International Scenario.Bill Clinton once said",Its all Economy stupid".The statement now makes an impact.His country is in a mess at the moment.He has to take some hard steps to safe guard its interest but He is finding himself incapable of.His options are getting limited Day by day.He wants the Ohio Outsourcing Ban to stay and he supports it.But His Usual Diplomacy shows that he is concerned for Indian Outsourcing Market.


We need to stand Hard with them.We need to tell them that we are as much important in the Long term partnership as much you are.If you have Demands ,we have too.You help us,We help you But a firm message that we cannot be played down should be sent.


This is a new century.This century will be known for change in power shift.If last century belonged to USA and USSR , this belongs to India and China(Asia).Obama is the first US President to feel the Heat of change but certainly not the last.Indian Government is ready to welcome Obama as a Partner not as a Leader and Obama needs to understand this.US can no longer Projects itself as world Leader.It is loosing its throne and Obama is going to feel the Heat too.


Remember Obama is Obama,not a Mama of India to Give us everything we want.He will Put his economy first.

Our Helplessness is no excuse for Silence.......

Sometimes when we put on TV,we hear a news of Corruption.Same decade old story of Corruption charges and committees.We abuse that respective Leader and his Party and change the channel to a Reality show or a Daily Soap.We limit our "intellect" only to a two minute judgement-conviction.Our concern gets diluted with each dialog of a certain vamp or a Reality show judge.


We are the people who are being Ruled and in present scenario we are being mocked by the Ruling Class.They don;t care about us,our views a bit.They are like "We will suck the life out of your country but you helpless jerks will only see us looting you and your country which by chance is Ours too."
They continuously strike our pride,they laugh at us.They attack the very existence of  "Common Man" in India.


The common or the middle class is somewhat lost in the games of Religion and regions.We don't figure a hell in the structure of the system India boosts off. Sometimes we do figure ...In political manifestos and Election speeches but what after that ?
But For how long we will keep quite.Our silence sometime shows that  we are too afraid to speak or too dumb to speak.We are acting like" Yes we are being murdered but we don't want to resist"


We need to snatch our right from these jokers.We need to confront them and say"you jerks cannot make India bleed.You will Pay for each Penny you have looted".We need to show them their Places.We need to rise to the occasion.Lets the word "Helplessness" do not become an excuse for us...Lets ring the bell...Stand today or be ashamed of yourself....Speak  today or consider yourself worst than them....


Please rise and claim your existence from the leaches who are sucking the blood of you....Rise Today

A DAY WITHOUT SHADOW..

A MISFORTUNE WITH SOME GUNS,

FIRED ON THE RUNNING CITY

ITS PEOPLE AND ITS UNITY

STILL, A FEW BRAVE MEN ROSE,

SAFETY OF PEOPLE THEY CHOSE

THEY STOOD AGAINST THE DEATH,

FOUGHT TILL THE LAST BREATH

THEY SAVED THE CITY BUT THEY WERE LOST

TO SAVE US THEY PAID THE COST

IT WAS A DATE WITHOUT TRACES

THAT LEFT ONLY DARK AND PALE FACES

IT WAS A DAY WITH ONLY SORROW

IT WAS A DAY WITHOUT SHADOW

WE TRIED OR PRETENDED TO REPAY THEM,

BUT WE DID NOHING THAN TO BETRAY THEM

WHERE THEY LIVED WAS WORST THAN HELL

IF IT WAS ONLY A DARK AND MOURNING WELL

A STREET WITH MURKYNESS,

WITHOUT END, IN DARKNESS

A WAY TOWARDS THE PITIABLE,

POOREST VICINITY LOST IN DIMNESS

A SMALL HOUSE,WITH TWO CHAIRS

A BROKEN BED WITH REPAIRS

FEW UTENCILS,AND A BUNCH OF THINGS

CLOTHS HANGING ON LOOSE STRINGS

FEW HELPLESS EYES, FEW WITH RAGE

SCREAMING ON US,WASEN’T STRANGE

A SIELENCE THAT WAS SO LOUD

IF IT WAS A CRYING CROWD

EYES ICED,BURNING WITH REGRET

OUR HEROS ,HOW CAN WE FORGET

THEY DIED TO MAKE OUR TOMMORROW

ITS STILL A DAY OF SORROW

ITS STILL A DAY WITHOUT SHADOW

“ On the miserable conditions of the martyr policemen’s {MUMBAI 26/11}families.....

FUTURE IS DARK....

IN MY HEART, THERE LIES A COFFIN..
COFFIN OF FEAR, LIES…AND DUPLICITY
IF WORLD OF BELIEF NEVER EXISTS 
IF LIFE IS SOLD LIFELESS ON STREETS 
IF FINEST GAME IS PLAY OF HEART
AND CHEATING IS THE BEST ART
A LIFE WHERE LIVING BLISSFUL IS CRIME
WHERE RELATIONS ARE MEANT FOR TIME


WILL EVER THIS WORLD REALIZE?
THAT ONE DAY THE COFFIN WILL BE REAL
THE WORLD WILL BE LIFELESS AND DULL
IF THE SUN WILL LOOSE ITS SHINE TO NIGHT
DAYS ‘LL TURN PAST, NOTHING ‘LL BE BRIGHT
PETALS WILL NEVER OPEN, RIVERS WILL NEVER SCREAM
THE VIEW WILL BE UGLY AS IF AN APPALLING DREAM
THE BIRDS WILL LOOSE TO DARK SKY
WINGS WILL FALL, REFUSING TO FLY
SONGS WILL BE OF SORROWS
WILL HAVE FEARS OF TOMMOROWS

LOST WILL BE THE WORLD OF CHEERS
BLOOD WILL FLOW IN FORM OF TEARS
ALL THE DREAMS OF A JOYFUL WORLD’LL SHATTER
THE HUMANITY WILL END IN A LEATHAL MANNER.
THERE WON’T BE ANY HOPE OR SPARK
FUTURE OF PLANET IS BLACK AND DARK. 

जनता की हुंकार

चीख नहीं है,शोर नहीं है 
यह तो क्रोधित ललकार है 
जिसका कोई तोड़ नहीं है ,
यह वो प्रचंड हुंकार है ,

जनता ना अब रुकने वाली ,
निहथी ही करती वार है ,
इसके आगे न टिकने वाली ,
सिक्कों की ये सरकार है 

चेहरे का तो तेज प्रखर है 
आँखों में खून उतर आया हो 
मस्तक जलता की जैसे ज्वर है 
जैसे खुद सूरज का साया हो 

तीन रंग में रंगने को 
आतुर जनता अब न सुनने वाली 
कारवां अब चला ये बढ़ने को 
अब ये पताका न झुकने वाली 

न शिव का त्रिशूल हाथ में,
न अर्जुन का गांडीव है 
इन्द्र का वज्र न साथ में 
यह तो पशुराम का तांडव है 

शिव का तीसरा नेत्र यही है 
प्रलय का है आभास यही 
आततायिओं के रक्त बिना 
बुझने वाली ये प्यास नहीं 

अब बहेंगी रक्त की तेज़ धाराएँ 
खेतों को लहू से सींचा जाएगा 
उस फसल से निकली रोटियों को 
अधम-चिताओं पर सेका जाएगा 

होलिका तो बहुत जलाली हमने ,
अब यह सरकार जलाई जाएगी 
देश हर गली मोहल्ले में 
यह जीत की राख उड़ाई जाएगी 
परलय का अब अंदेसा पक्का है 
कुछ भी हो यह सरकार गिराई जाएगी .

Sorry Warrior........

WHEN WE LOOKED FOR A SOILDER,
HE TURNED UP FOR US AS A WARRIOR,
HE WAS AT THE BORDER
WITH AN OLD WEAPON IN HAND,
HE STAKED HIS LIFE, FOR
THE DELIGHT OF OUR HOMELAND.
IN CHILLY WINTER WAR TIME,
HE RAGED LIKE A SUN
IN BURNING LIKE HELL DESERT,
FORCED ENEMY TO RUN.
HE FOUGHT WITH COURAGE,
HE BATTLED WITH DELIGHT
HE LOST HIS LIFE WITH VALOR
HE DIED WITH EXTREME PRIDE.
WHEN THE COMBATANT DIED,
ONLY A LITTLE IN NUMBER CREID
A HUGE DIGIT OF PEOPLE LAUGHED
IN SOCIETY, THEY GOT AN ISSUE TO TALK
CHANELLS MADE MONEY, BY SELLING
THE LETTERS HE WROTE TAKIN’ LAST BREATH
LEADERS BETRAYED HIM BY,
MAKIN’ CURRENCY OUT OF COFFINS OF DEATH
WE ENJOYED THE PEACE MOMENTS,
COUNTED UPON HIS DEATH
WE BETRAYED HIM, HIS COURAGE
CHEATED EVEN HIS LAST BREATH…
WE KNOW IT’S VERY LATE
HAVE NOTHING TO ANNOTATE
BUT STILL WE ARE SORRY
TO YOU, YOUR CORE, YOUR PRIDE
YOU’R BRAVERY AND YOUR DELIGHT.
SORRY WARRIOR.
SORRY SOILDER……..