the
Muslim chewed quickly on his beef
worrying
the doorbell might bring him grief
street
children, they starved once again
as
their money was spent on a bullet train
ex-servicemen
pondered another hunger strike
over
long fake vows over a pension hike
porn
blinked out from internet browsers
and
khadi chaddis grew fast into trousers
doctored
videos became the rage
and
history textbooks tweaked many a page
the
‘terrorist’ Afzal Guru was called a martyr
when
there were found some MPs to barter
students
were beaten up in open court
while
the saffron flag fluttered in happy sport
the
cost of pulses stayed above the roof
and
the horse, Shaktiman, lost more than a hoof
of
black money, there wasn’t seen a single buck
the
Swiss ATMs, perhaps they all were stuck?
farmers
continued to struggle for hope
and
often found it at the end of a rope
the
Pakis were allowed inside our airbase
they
looked here, there and showed us our place
the
cry of “anti-national” came to be heard
for
development is a much longer word
but
yes, all wasn’t grim, one must agree
there
was quite a laugh over a degree
and
Indians rediscovered pride from shame
on
a suit that chanted one single name
and
as Adani triumphed over Birla and Tata
none
was happier – than Bharat Mata
thus
two years came to a close
with
the lotus not smelling like a rose
and
then hurray, more ‘Achche Din’ came
days
that made the yesteryears look tame
now,
majority mob justice became the law
while
convicts pleaded; their skin stripped raw
proud
vigilante-murderers did it for the cow
as
lynching became a milked mass love
now,
school girls stepped out in the valley
clutching
stones from nook, lane and alley
but
the boldest, most daring achievement
was
to ensure white money couldn’t be spent
big
currency was demonized overnight
without
a care for the common man’s plight
“it
will stop corruption!”, they shouted
“and
can such a masterstroke ever be doubted?”
soon
irony drowned in its own shallow spit
as
political funding became anonymous, without limit
meanwhile
on the grand global stage
our
future turned a dim new page
our
best buddy, Russia grew less of a friend
while
Pakistan luckily didn’t have to pretend
China
just changed names in Arunachal
and
in Parliament, there wasn’t a moment dull
for
Article 370, there wasn’t found political will
while
Aadhar was snuck inside the Money Bill
and
over 70000 people were said to lose their jobs
yet
Mann ki Baat never once heard their
sobs
the
Panama Papers, they never were read
because
patriotism kept the masses well-fed
but
lest I be labelled as incorrigibly left wing
the
good to your notice, I must also bring
yes,
there was cause for fulsome praise
as
the GDP rose in unaccounted ways
but
the real blessing, the undeniable true gain
Is
that hopefully – only two more years remain.
(Pic courtesy Google)
