Saturday, December 26, 2009

Ruchika

It may be her story.
But it’s not only her fight.
For no household can deny the existence of a mother, daughter or wife.

It was 19 years ago that he committed the crime.
And if not sent to the gallows,
Would encourage others to fallow line.

How then with so many Rathore’s on the loose,
Could anybody be in peace.
When almost every day their loved ones have to walk on the streets.

If we take it to be our duty to protect those dearest to our eyes.
We must necessarily unite and fight for their right to life.
For if this phenomena goes unchecked,
It will put in peril those dearest to our eyes.

Monday, December 7, 2009

picto-real

It’s funny that I am 23,
And being single is not my cup of tea.
But as fate would have it,
I am yet to meet that special being.

People say that I only speak.
Without putting up an act I shall never meet.
But then that’s me.
That’s how I have always been.

For I don’t want to deceive.
Because if I do what use would the relationship be.
She would never really know ME.
Or know how I feel.

I therefore refuse to kneel.
Will be patient to keep it real.
Hope the day is near.