Breaking News: 21st November'07
With unsteady steps of spree we have walked
The night and afternoons.
He and I on those alleys that now lie dead.
Desolate and crying.
The tear gas has done enough to make the
Cityscape weep, weep through a series of days
To come. And the blood that was smeared on the
Rear window of my car today and
The shard that pierced his skin
and the fire that veiled vision in
the most familiar lanes... the most unfamiliar state of things.
I encountered death in my Heaven,
As television screens flashed yet another
Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.
We never knew why we were stuck,
May be just another traffic jam,
A little prolonged, he guessed.
'Traffic load increasing fast in this city'
He calmly said.
Hardly could we know then that the city is in fragments.
Its heart has been wounded and pierced,
Its lungs almost choked with ashes of
Violent protests. Buses, cars burnt...
And the blame game has started yet again!
As television screens flashed yet another
Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.
The reminiscene of some people's political ambitions
Flew in the city taking shape of injury and trauma.
As sanity bled in open air
in the social ampitheatre.
he and I lay clueless, feeling betrayed
In the same roads that had pampered
Us for long... fury and fear were never so strong.
They knew not what they were fighting for,
With beastial intent they played,
Our democratic ideals fell short of
Accomodating a writer's (Nasreen's) pen...! !
As television screens flashed yet another
Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.
poem by Torsa Ghosal
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