These sonnets (each with the same fixed rhyming scheme) cover:
what India (us and the political class) was doing
when Nirbhaya (who symbolized the apathy of politicos) was dying.
To her memory. And to our awakening.
Let us continue our fight for a 2nd azaadi with the same verve.
( the links are clickable; so read about our representatives before 2014! )
An age of revolutionary change drops a hint,
When something detestable happens again,
Yet there’s outrage in this particular incident,
Which while it may appear to be germane,
It’s actually more on the causes, not the effect,
That is, not so much on the actual incident, but,
The eco system of its causes and the near abut,
And marks the beginning of a brand new sect,
Like the Delhi gangrape has fired up,
Common citizenry to audaciously flare up,
And do the things they never planned to do,
Surprised with their own resolve to seek their due,
But now breaching the dams of restraint, the hate
Gathers unled; and moves unherded, like a river in spate.
In Dirty Delhi, good and bad students,
Blocked really bad traffic real good.
The bad parliament sensing vote dents,
Demanded death penalty for the hood.
Good and bad options featured in debate:
How about chemical castration – women groups,
Sensitizing the police? – at such a time such jokes?
Or fast track courts? – Really? In this state?
Then some administrative brainwaves . . .
Better patrolling? Some GPS that saves . . .
Or listen. . . a database of public transport personnel.
But no mental health recourse is suggested on any TV panel,
As the root cause of a rapist’s psychiatric condition,
Two birds with one. . . .businessmen’s obsessive money
Two lonely princes had each other’s company.
Like Columbus unveiling a striking epiphany;
And Omar, like Vasco da Gama sighting a Hindu deity:
Panchayat Raj, Women’s empowerment. . .see see!
While Delhi was in rage, he was showing his toy,
To another of his kind, a poor rich boy,
While his mother was with the rape victim in Delhi.
Meanwhile the banking amendment bill got passed,
So the next session should see the insurance one cast.
But these mean nothing to the dying rape victim,
Or to multitudes of protestors, to who the dictum,
Is solely for the benefit of some gluttonous purveyor,
Who, with the onset of this new age, will be a debt repayer.
Three sonnets covering each day of the Nirbhaya period are posted every day. Follow them here at wordspress on http://www.nirbhayasindia.com or through my twitter id @nirbhayasindia