Saturday, September 1, 2012

Whatever .....

Things not happening the way they should ...
Whatever ....
Who cares ....
I don't ....
I won't .....
I have paths to carve ....
Out in the outback ....
Out in the jungles ...
Out in rural and remote places ....
Urban tadka ... not me anymore .....
I am made for the smiles ...
Innocent sweet smiles ...
Of children of a lesser God ....
I am made for the shirtless kids ....
Playing on railway tracks ...
Oblivious of the big bad World beyond.....
It's time to sit back ...
To contemplate ....
What have i achieved?
Is it achievement that I seek?
OR....
Satisfaction ....
I was following my heart ...
Albeit for the wrong people ....
And for all the wrong reasons ...
The real path lies ahead in Rural India ....
So, le yonder!
Behold O' Villages ....
Here comes the Queen ....
Without her entourage ....
But, with her experience....
She comes to liberate India ....
She comes to open minds ....
Whatever.... anyone might say ....
My calling has come ...
I need to go .... free my country ...
It is still enslaved ...
Not by the British ....
But our own narrow mindset.
Whatever be it ...
I am all set to face it ...
What else can go bad....
I have seen it all.

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