Uncountable battles you have won behind the back,
Prudent, shrewd the soldier you are,
the anarchist - as some will say.
And the others who spit on your name
for the deities you have maligned.
The armour, embarrassed it reflects
hundreds of bodies stampeded by Mughal rampage,
where brave rajput souls still lie in dreamy eyes,
and their women - long been fed to satisfy.
The person you were, a predator
who never believed in his own blood,
could not have asked history to redeem you
of the fatwas that you once made, oh so coldly.
But tell me Aurangzeb,
today as you see the gallant successors
of yours, ominously lurking, possessing
whatever or whoever is affront,
Do you feel you were never a history?
Or it was just foolish of us to blame you.
Blood never bore the Mughal descendance.
It was always a stoic asset.
And so, in the name of uttaradhikar,
We have inherited what was already inside,
... history that we, ourselves despise of,
but possess, nevertheless.
SoUmY@
Prudent, shrewd the soldier you are,
the anarchist - as some will say.
And the others who spit on your name
for the deities you have maligned.
The armour, embarrassed it reflects
hundreds of bodies stampeded by Mughal rampage,
where brave rajput souls still lie in dreamy eyes,
and their women - long been fed to satisfy.
The person you were, a predator
who never believed in his own blood,
could not have asked history to redeem you
of the fatwas that you once made, oh so coldly.
But tell me Aurangzeb,
today as you see the gallant successors
of yours, ominously lurking, possessing
whatever or whoever is affront,
Do you feel you were never a history?
Or it was just foolish of us to blame you.
Blood never bore the Mughal descendance.
It was always a stoic asset.
And so, in the name of uttaradhikar,
We have inherited what was already inside,
... history that we, ourselves despise of,
but possess, nevertheless.
SoUmY@
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Magnificant.
It was always a stoic asset.
And so, in the name of uttaradhikar,
We have inherited what was already inside,
... history that we, ourselves despise of,
but possess, nevertheless.
Tell me this, Soumya. How do you do it? Each time you write and share, there is another piece of such profundity, that again, yet again, I gape at how much you bring to us, in unassuming words, modestly presented, yet, glint of pure sharp steel glimmers through! (That sentence was badly constructed, but what the heck, I dont know how else to say, tangibly :D)
Bravo! For the apt comparison. For the statement of truth that we are now. For calling the bluff of his descendants, no matter that they are not Mughals. For reminding us each time, we still live our somewhat forgettable history, and yet forget to live the really awesome parts!
I want to say more... but ... I cannot find words now. Am still gaping... :D
And... Permit me to share this on FB and twitter, please? Thanks :)
It was always a stoic asset.
And so, in the name of uttaradhikar,
We have inherited what was already inside,
... history that we, ourselves despise of,
but possess, nevertheless.
Tell me this, Soumya. How do you do it? Each time you write and share, there is another piece of such profundity, that again, yet again, I gape at how much you bring to us, in unassuming words, modestly presented, yet, glint of pure sharp steel glimmers through! (That sentence was badly constructed, but what the heck, I dont know how else to say, tangibly :D)
Bravo! For the apt comparison. For the statement of truth that we are now. For calling the bluff of his descendants, no matter that they are not Mughals. For reminding us each time, we still live our somewhat forgettable history, and yet forget to live the really awesome parts!
I want to say more... but ... I cannot find words now. Am still gaping... :D
And... Permit me to share this on FB and twitter, please? Thanks :)
You may, if you wish, confess :)
http://ushus.wordpress.com/2010/07/07/a-sinner-confesseth/
were definitely not taken off some old book shelf
they were all waiting for a chance to come out of our self
and to blame the past to say history sure does repeat itself.
Soumya, came here from Usha's FB status. I wish I was here earlier.
Thank you Gopal. One would die to have someone as you to encourage everytime, without fail. God bless you.
Ma'am what to say, You have just made this piece so special singlehandedly. Right from the fabulous comment to the generous share in FB n Twitter, there is little that CAN be done with this one. Thank you for everything. Its so good to have you around and more so to know you. :)
Govind, its a pleasure that you came and shared those wonderful 4 lines. They are so insightful themselves. Thank you so much.
@Soumya :D :D Glad to be around!
But as fanatic I am about literature, I know a smile would demean it for this piece stands in an altogether separate strata of literature. A sublime insignia of your keen observation of history, not just as a subject but as a heritage, a culture - that place where we all have come from, but rarely pause to reflect.
You're marvelous.
:)
@ Pallavini,
You have your special way of saying things. And I have my reasons to be glad that you came, just. God bless.