With the brokers and middle men,
The guide, the scholar,
The external examiners,
The departmental head,
The research cell head assistant,
The packers and file-takers
From the V.C.’s room to the Dean’s
To the Controller of Exams.’s room?
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Chimpanzees,Jumping upon the tiled houses,On tin roofs.With the small child ogling and winking atUnder the belly,The females jumping and running away,Gnashing the teeth indignantly,Sometimes you awe-struck by its presenceAnd they snatching the things from your hands.Sometimes on the way meeting you strangely,Held by surprise,You looking in fear and suspense,What will the animal do,Taking the name…
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Of my love,Reddish and appleyish,Fair, fine and fresh.
Jhumur,
I too swayed,Swayed and dancedTo the beatsOf traditionalDrum music.Jhumur,Jhumur songAs such the rhythm,BeatThat it making you dance,Compelling youTo shakeThe feet.
The parching earth lies it baked and burning
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Of the fools, by the fools, for the fools.A democracy of the illiterates and the foolish,The lathimen and pahalwans,The musclemen.
One evening, be sure of it, I shall go away
One evening,Come that evening.One eveningI shall go away, I shall go awayAnd you will feel heavy for that,But what that can I do,What can you,Except being sad and lonely?If possible, remember me, remember me sometimesBut I have nothing as that to recall and rememberAs I shall be dead and gone away, my friend.