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! )
The first few signs of panic are abundantly clear.
Besides shutting the metro to hamper movement,
And shutting roads to India Gate is a recreant
Sign, alongwith the imposition of Section 144,
A section that attempts to stifle a mass protest.
But Shinde is not the only one to seriously jest.
But post the lodging of an FIR, mysteriously exited.
The PM did a TV address quaintly dumb witted;
Sonia too now and then, muttered sweet nothings,
But Rahul’s absence shows he’s worth a farthing.
But now we know, what we thought we knew, we knew so less,
About these fellows – the sheer extent, of their shamelessness.
Nirbhaya’s internal bleeding has again started,
Her platelets and WBCs are artificially propped,
Her condition has worsened, and now scarted,
With surgeries, her vital organs have been lopped.
Yet there is hope, but that makes it more symbolic
Of our dying and synthetically propped state,
With its vitals gnawed and even shunned by pennates,
But still mistaking rotting innards for a simple colic.
Cops as usual, of any shitty state, are the first sacrifice:
Two ACPs in Delhi are ‘suspended’, how very wise.
This silly little punishment is for crimes quite massive,
Funny how stern government actions are so concessive.
And what if these shirkers get into ‘suspension’ habits,
Already we have too few of such ornamental spirits.
Virbhadra Singh and his wife Pratibha,
Are relieved to be acquitted of charges
Of corruption by a trial court. The Shimla
Brouhaha by Arun Jaitley, his disparages,
Now seem hollow and rather unfounded.
For the Delhi rising, are scores of companies
Deployed by the police, and let alone appease
Media, they’re raining down on them. A wounded
Media is a sure sign of scaling the next stage.
With citizenry and fourth estate on the same page;
Means the ruled and subjugated are on one side,
A matter of time when Judiciary begins to split wide
The forced rulers and their grabbing moneyed brethren,
For the age of bugles is passé, it’s an emergency siren.
Three sonnets covering each day of the Nirbhaya period will be posted everyday. Follow them here on ‘WordPress’ on http://www.nirbhayasindia.com or through my twitter account: @nirbhayasindia