The Nirbhaya Chronicles – December 21st, 2012

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! )


Just two short of his last score,

Modi swept Gujarat off its feat.

And yes, urban votes were at the core,

Of it, besides the 250 rallies skeet,

That he did against Rahul’s eight,

And Sonia’s seven, both half-hearted,

Coupled with marketing sins that thwarted,

Their own chances instead.

But impatient to set sights on Delhi,

He found the wait so unbearably

Difficult, that he hinted that his Hindi

People must get used to – imagine the lindy

They nearly did on the chance, that Modi may prance

By Delhi’s throne, a filler for commoners in the dynastic dance.



In Himachal the exit polls had to exit;

Their predictions went quite awry.

Congress with clear majority earned credit,

And proved the talk of doom was blubbery.

But what to make of Modi’s glib talk,

Is as vague as he may have intended,

Asking for forgiveness in case (un)intended,

He made a mistake, the conditional ropewalk.

But without a single Muslim fielded by him,

Methinks it’s best to let his histrionics dim,

As also on Himachal, Congress’s applause,

‘Twas like an old goat with a deferred menopause,

Whose image good boy Jaitley went to taint,

On gadkarian-like charges that instead had the BJP faint.



Far removed from the self-congratulatory

Political class, Nirbhaya struggles to live.

Her intestines are removed in the second surgery,

But better results her friend has started to give,

In the identification parade at Tihar Jail.

Politicians are now falling over each other,

To condemn the incident with blather.

But they must think we’re asses who fail

To see, how to simply align with the tide

They speak, but wear the same pig-hide.

One AIADMK and one Trinamool MP

Of the Lok Sabha, have charges quite simply

Of violence against women – of assault and rape;

Meanwhile Nirbhaya’s will to live makes docs gape.

Three sonnets covering each day of the Nirbhaya period will be posted everyday. Follow them here on ‘WordPress’ on or through my twitter account: @nirbhayasindia 


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