Month: August 2015

Poetry

Independence

Born  free, Are  we ? No, Tied  with  umbilical cord We’re  dependent  on  mothers With  severed  placenta We’re  dependent  on  others Grew  up  to  be  chained With  traditions And  obligations We  are  captives  without  walls Restrained With  social  constrictions, We  celebrate  freedom That’s  a  laugh Freedom  from  what Moral  policing, […]

Poetry

My Hometown Roads

Dug, bared, ripped Stony wilderness Lying obscene in its nudity, Trudged, dragged, wounded to the core. “Is that my destiny?” I ask you. You, who constantly use me, Ride upon me, Fall upon me, “Do you ever think of my fate?” Rudely you undress me Shamelessly you char me With […]

Editorial

Reservation & Education

By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal There is big difference between desperateness and entitlement. You might have seen children roaming through streets sifting through heaps of garbage for plastic bags and items, you might have seem them asking money at traffic stops. You can practically look around and see in the […]

Poetry

Streamlined

I sat by the banks of the river The sun shining bright in the sky The reflection that fell Shivered and curled As the shimmering waves Toppled the image It crudely bared the distorted view As I bent low to catch its hue Then suddenly the sun went down A […]

Poetry

संकल्प

यह देश का ग़ुस्सा महज़ बवाल नहीं है यह क्रांति है, दूध में उबाल नहीं है वादा है अपने आप से सवाल नहीं है बुझ जाये हवा से ये वो मशाल नहीं है अंधी ,पुरानी सोच का रुख मोड़ना होगा बूढ़ी हुई तहज़ीब को अब छोड़ना होगा कितना भी ज़ोर […]

Poetry

आज़ादी

हर १५ अगस्त को गूंज उठते हैं आज़ादी के नारे चारो ओर से। लेकिन ये किसकी, कायकी, कैसी आज़दी? उभर न पाए गरीब, गरीबी से डूब रहे हम अत्याचारो की बाढ़ में। तो फिर ये किसकी, कायकी, कैसी आज़ादी? हां, कुछ लोग समझते हैं ये आज़ादी है उनकी निजी सम्पत्ती […]

Editorial

Independence, A Reflection

By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal On 15th of August, 2015 India will celebrate its 69th year of freedom and democracy. Rebellion that started in 1857 culminated with flying of tricolor at red fort in 1947. Those days are a memory in pictures of black and white in museums and books […]

Poetry

August 15

One more year, one more date Has convinced us we have enjoyed 69 years of independence What did the nation lose, what has it gained Has yet to be analyzed Those harsh years of struggle, rapes and murders Are stories of the past The innocent massacres of millions On either […]