An Ode to Human spirit
The light of the human spirit glows through these dark times,
In spite of the dark, brutal and heinous crimes;
The feeling of fear will last for a long
But we will fight it out for we are strong;
Our smile will make those tyrants realise,
Defeat is theirs, while our victory clearly reflects in our valiant eyes.
We, as a nation refuse to be a victim and accept our defeat
Our unity and strength is what the tyrants won’t be able to beat;
Cruel coward tyrants, who disrespect humanity,
Only belong to a religion called ‘Animosity’.
Our gallant soldiers fought and gave it all,
Some protected us even at the cost of their fall.
Their sacrifice will never go waste
For the ugly blot of terror will be wiped out and with haste.
For we won’t let them take away our peace
We will cure this deadly disease.
India is ours and we will live in no fear
It is our prerogative to ask for the welfare of the people so dear.
So here Mr. Terrorist, can you hear us now?
To defeat you once and for all, we vow
For you may think you won by killing our innocence
For you may think you robbed us of Humanity’s essence
But to tell the truth you have lost this battle to defeat our spirit
Because your coward tyrant acts would never defeat our grit.
So let’s come together in a silent prayer,
Lets pray so that, to defeat humanity no one will ever dare
Sunday, January 4, 2009
We the people
Do you remember when the last time you went through the Preamble of our Constitution was? I really won’t be amazed if you don’t. I, for one, do not believe in the Preamble at all. It is indeed a shame that a young Indian, such as me, does not believe in what its constitution stands by. I will certainly explain as to why I do not believe in the Preamble.
Spare a few moments, from your shopping sprees, parties or whatever; and Google search the Preamble, the first thing that comes to notice ‘WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA’. Which ‘we’ are we talking about here? The ‘we’ who believe that westernisation is the youth cult; or the ‘we’ who believe that being urban means to forget our roots?
Sovereign...the term, perhaps, the only one which is still relatively meaningful. But are we, the people, really happy with it??
Socialist, it’s a debatable issue...and perhaps the debate will continue, for who has the time or the patience to listen to what someone else has to say.
Secular, yes that will explain the communal conflict India witnesses quite often.
The Jessica Lal Murder Case would certainly be enough to redefine the word justice mentioned in our Preamble.
Liberty, that’s why every time someone speaks the truth, he or she is asked to explain the reasons for the statement...Liberty isn’t it?
The funniest of them all is the term Equality; that’s why more than 35% of our population is below the Poverty Line.
We speak of Fraternity, and the same ‘we’ do not care to help a person who lies injured on the road.
Now do I justify my indifference towards the Preamble? I am not criticizing anyone or anything, all I am trying to say is make an effort to at least stand by a few attributes of the Preamble and maybe then we would proudly be able to say... WE THE PEOPLE OF INDIA
Spare a few moments, from your shopping sprees, parties or whatever; and Google search the Preamble, the first thing that comes to notice ‘WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA’. Which ‘we’ are we talking about here? The ‘we’ who believe that westernisation is the youth cult; or the ‘we’ who believe that being urban means to forget our roots?
Sovereign...the term, perhaps, the only one which is still relatively meaningful. But are we, the people, really happy with it??
Socialist, it’s a debatable issue...and perhaps the debate will continue, for who has the time or the patience to listen to what someone else has to say.
Secular, yes that will explain the communal conflict India witnesses quite often.
The Jessica Lal Murder Case would certainly be enough to redefine the word justice mentioned in our Preamble.
Liberty, that’s why every time someone speaks the truth, he or she is asked to explain the reasons for the statement...Liberty isn’t it?
The funniest of them all is the term Equality; that’s why more than 35% of our population is below the Poverty Line.
We speak of Fraternity, and the same ‘we’ do not care to help a person who lies injured on the road.
Now do I justify my indifference towards the Preamble? I am not criticizing anyone or anything, all I am trying to say is make an effort to at least stand by a few attributes of the Preamble and maybe then we would proudly be able to say... WE THE PEOPLE OF INDIA
Monday, December 22, 2008
It's a dogs life
I love dogs, Though i dont own any, i really love them. These creatures are really affectionate and according to me more sensetive than us. My mum never allowed me to keep pets at my place, reason according to her is the 'r' word...responsibility; but i do realise its because she is scared of these magnificent creatures.
I am a collegate and for a few extra notes in my purse, i teach a girl on weekends. She owns a dog, a labrador, John. John is, and i really mean it, Really friendly. Although i love cuddling him, the ferocious bark that he greets me with is really scary. the moment i enter he starts sniffing me; let me tell you its not the most affectionate thing, atleast when his dripping nose touches your fingers and you realise how horribly close you are to its sharp teeth. This one time, i made up my mind to settle all my differences with John...That attempt failed due to,let's just say, 'an OVERFRIENDLY encounter'. His mouth was so close to my face that i could smell it and obviously make out that he had not been really concerned about oral hygene.
Strangely enough, i am not particularly scared of street dogs. Call it peculiar or even biased...but i prefer to cuddle a street dog than a one at my student's house
I am a collegate and for a few extra notes in my purse, i teach a girl on weekends. She owns a dog, a labrador, John. John is, and i really mean it, Really friendly. Although i love cuddling him, the ferocious bark that he greets me with is really scary. the moment i enter he starts sniffing me; let me tell you its not the most affectionate thing, atleast when his dripping nose touches your fingers and you realise how horribly close you are to its sharp teeth. This one time, i made up my mind to settle all my differences with John...That attempt failed due to,let's just say, 'an OVERFRIENDLY encounter'. His mouth was so close to my face that i could smell it and obviously make out that he had not been really concerned about oral hygene.
Strangely enough, i am not particularly scared of street dogs. Call it peculiar or even biased...but i prefer to cuddle a street dog than a one at my student's house
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