she is where she is
where her mother was
carrying her
grand mothers cross
whichever government
comes in power
in Maharashtra
none will help
her cause
because
they have to fill their
own coffers
what is life
without sauce
the bureaucrat
grows richer
along with his boss
Marathi ethos
Marathi manoos
by politics of convenience
all gone for a toss
empty dreams
mere rhetoric
only candy floss
He was one tough kid and I shot him from far I was enjoying his moments , and this is the enormous resilience of the poor child he bounces back after each calamity.
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love stories are born here too
girl elopes with boy next door
its true everyday something new
feasts festivals births deaths
a cycle of life follows you
living side by side
Muslims and Hindus
some cry they have no feet
some cry they have no shoes
caught in a karmic bind
colors of love in ever hue
humanity on the mound
of a garbage they have no clue
the only place where the census
wont be taken who cares a screw
to my friend
Perazhagan Bala
the hijab
is a muslim womens
traditional dress
a garb of modesty
all say yes
but yet the most
hated garment
by the west
a garment of
oppression
nevertheless
is their opinion
of their chest
ban it burn it
condemn it
they protest
the hijab
the only weapon
of their mass delusion
it gives them
no rest
a symbol of slavery
they attest
but yet the grace
the charm
the beauty
of the hijab
dignity
is always
at its best
mrs sarkozy
in a hijab
would
look
more
beautiful
divinely
blessed
she must wear it once i suggest
bheek mangna majboori hai
dono taraf se dhar wali churi hai
dil aur dastan ki doori hai
