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They are made,Have becomeEmulating, deriving from and copying.Whoever praise you is but a minor poet turned into a poet or poetess,Even P.Lal to had been a minor writer of verseAs his companions were,The small poetrywallahs turn into the big bossesOf Indian English poetry.The ordinary fellows turn into the critics of itJust attempting the thingsAs a…

Taking me to SiberiaAnd its diverse populationSpeaking different tonguesAnd dressed in different attires,The Buryats, the Nenets,The Turkic Yakuts, the Siberian Tatars,The indigenous natives of it,The wilds and barrens of it,The frozen landscapes of it.

The day I saw you after.Now God knows it how long am I here in this world,As my longing turning tinto the restlessness of mineAnd you going,Passing by as the heartthrob of mine.I saw her and took too the pains, just saw and fell to her,Just saw her and pained it the heart of mine,Ached,…

Took you too disown your ownAnd turned youAn ardent lover of,Ever ready to emulate themLike Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi in pants and shirtsAnd you sailed across, crossing over the seven seas to dislodge all that isGood in us,Negating nativity and older stock,Disinheriting all that you had to get,Disowning and dislodgingAs for the desire of an Englishman,As…

At the fag end of your career,A teenaged girl as or your ageLess than half the age of yours,The secretary and admirer of yoursIn the old age of yours?Is this your interpretation ofYour The Mayor of CasterbridgeAnd that wife-seller is none,But you, Hardy,You yourself that Mayor of Casterbridge,I understand, understand it now,How you made her…

The Father of the Nation,Indian nationMohandas Karamchand Gandhi,Bapu, Bapuji.