A humanist, a pacifist,
A democrat, a vagabond
Walking over the ways of life
And the wide world.
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Chhau dance rustico-classical
In a masked formWith rhythmic dance, puppetry,Disguise, dialogue,Vault and music,Interesting indeed,Beautiful to seeBhagabati, Mahishashura,Ganesha, Kartikeya,Demons and the lion.
The smart phones,
GPS facility,Positioning, tracking systemAnd proper location,Flyovers,Earth-moving machinesWith shovels and drilling and digging toolsDoing marvelsOn highs and downs,Messages texted jutIn a fraction of a secondOverseasAnd we marketing in a global villageFull of malls and plazasSet up with tourist destinations.
The ramshackle buses from Bihar, U.P., M.P., Haryana and others
The place where King Bhagirath did the penanceAs for absolving, salvagingThe hundreds of sons of Sagar,Daring the chill of the wind and winter,Braving it all the oddsThat come on the way.The old-old, aged-aged people from the adjacent or distantGoing to the Sagar islandsAs for a dip in the sea,With some pious purpose,For a pious dip,But…
I stood still to watch and see they were gathering to fire and shell
With mortars, shells, guns, axes and hammersI mean Judas, Don Quixote, nailing and crucifying on the Cross,Quixotes fighting with the windmill,What a silly ideas was it!They trying to wipe out pre-dating them, history, art, culture and traditionIn the swings of fanaticism, conservatism and theocracy,The religiously blind people.What wrong the Buddhas can do to them, why…
Bob Dylan
Singing the songsOf America.Feeling the time and spirit,The pulse of American life and culture,The heartbeat.The vibes of America,American life and culture,Time and spirit.Dylan, your songs, lyrics,Country, folk, chapelTo Jazz, rap, rock ‘n roll to blues.In a hatWith a cigar burning,You singing and rocking and rocking!Bob, go you stringing,Stringing the guitar,The chords of it!Stringing and stringingAnd…
Is this the India where females babies are thrown off,
The nights echoing wioth their shrieks and cries,Letting me not sleep