Comments on: India: Poets on Mumbai Terror

By: SYED AMAAN AHMAD

SYED AMAAN AHMAD — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 12:32:17 +0000

UNITED WE STAND!

Dawn shifts, obscurity appears each day,
As we subsist, have to perish one day,
Though bodies perish, souls shine eternally,
And myriad battles we fight back continually!

We are on our own, have to depend on ourselves,
We have willpower, and must apply ourselves,
We raise voice once in a while,
Alas! Our voices are too fragile!

We clutch fervor and soon it fades away,
But this time, we won’t let it pass away!
We will strip every corruption’s core,
Silent? We will not be anymore!

Change our country’s fraudulent officials,
Replace all selfish and avaricious politicians,
They smash rules, who compel on us,
This is our country, now you provoked us!

On susceptible bodies you always bark,
Keep your false promises; we are not in dark!
Security? You made them vulnerable-
Humans are they, and not invincible!

Our faces, politicians always did slap,
What religion? Which region? Ah, cut the crap!
Insatiable is your greed, and you depend on our votes?
And money comes from our hard-earned notes!

Get away, we have right to choose,
Enough! Anymore, we cannot relinquish or lose!
Inevitable is what it is- the death,
So here, we stand united until last breath!

By: Vivek Sharma

Vivek Sharma — Mon, 22 Dec 2008 06:50:15 +0000

Thanks Javthis for mention here. I

(I had penned a Hindi poem as well for Divya Himachal, Hindi newspaper published in HP, India, titled Nahin Chalta hai, Nahin Chalta Hai, Nahin Chalta hai http://viveksharmaiitd.blogspot.com/2008/12/nahin-chalta-hai-nahin-chalta-hai-nahin.html )

By: Jai Hind

Jai Hind — Sun, 14 Dec 2008 11:13:04 +0000

Posting the lyrics to the “new” Aye Mere Watan Ke Logon: The youtube URL is http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-g6DCfPsDA
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Aye mere watan kay logon
Zara aankh may bhar lo paani
Jo Shaheed huay hain unkee
Zara yaad karo kurbaani

Jab ghaayal hua thaa mumbai
Baaroodeyn sar par barsee
Phir rahaa na sar na sartaaj
Laasheyn patri par bikhree
Kya log ththey woh abhimaani
Sadiyon say na himmat haari
Jo shaheed huay hain unkee
Zara yaad karo kurbaani.

Koi sainik koi chapraasi
Koi sainik koi chapraasi
Koi mallu koi bihaari
Koi mallu koi bihaari
Sadkon par marney waala
Har veer ththa bhaaratwaasi
Tum bhool na jaana unko
Is liye suno ye kahaani
Jo shaheed huey hain unkee
Zara yaad karo kurbaani.

Aye mere watan kay logon
Tum khoob lagaa lo naara
Rajnaitik Aatankvaad nay bhi
Hai is desh ko maara

Jab vote ka wakt aaya tho
Kehtay hum hain aabhaari
O kaptee sab netaaon
Niklay kyon bhrashtaachaari.
Ho ek se ek ahamkaari
Jinko bas gaddi pyaari
Kar-kar lay kar janta say
Bus apnee jholee bhar lee.

Jai Hind Jai Hind !

By: Jai Hind

Jai Hind — Wed, 10 Dec 2008 02:56:44 +0000

Poet Kavi Pradeep’s lyrics of 1963 “Aye Mere Watan Ke” are immortal, but under fresh “poetic license” the song is re-formed in the context of the 26 November terror attack on Mumbai…

Do listen to the “new” lyrics on YouTube:

A post-26-11-2008 version of Aye Mere Watan Ke Logon
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-g6DCfPsDA

Jai Hind!

By: Pat

Pat — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 14:22:59 +0000

The Mumbai terror attacks in November 2008 have again brought to the fore the tragedy that is Pakistan. Pakistan is a country that has been the incubation center for a host of dangerous terror groups including the Lashkar (LeT), Jaish-e-Mohammed and Taliban. These groups have been developed, armed and inspired by the ISI and elements of the Pak army.

The tragedy of Pakistan is that the elite will not do anything against these elements as their business interests could get harmed. The politicians will not act against these groups for fear of dismissals or assassinations. And the common folk are too distant to know the goings-on of the army. That leaves the media.

In the aftermath of the Mumbai attacks, the Pak media instead of using this opportunity to expose the Pak intelligence and army establishment has gone into a jingoistic and nationalistic direction. Thereby they have now complicated the situation completely and turned public opinion in Pak into a point of no return. Now no Pak politician can cooperate with India even if he wanted to.

One can argue that the Indian media was also jingoistic and nationalistic post the terror attacks. But they spared no politician and put the blame for intelligence failures squarely on the leadership leading to a raft of resignations. Alas, not so in Pakistan. There the media has shielded the instigators, their guardians as well as the politicians who are guilty of inaction. Pakistan’s tragedy is that it is Pakistan. India’s tragedy is that its in the neighborhood.

By: MysticSaint

MysticSaint — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 13:20:51 +0000

excellent compilation.

thanks for the post.

By: Ayesha Saldanha

Ayesha Saldanha — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 11:57:29 +0000

Thank you for this post – as you say, poetry can often help us deal with terrible situations.

By: vijaykumar jain

vijaykumar jain — Tue, 02 Dec 2008 11:20:11 +0000

reality check, thanks to prashant for the fwd

Hi All,

It is nice to remember all the brave soldiers and commandoes who have given their lives for us and made us feel secure.
We should salute them to put their Country and Country men’s interest before their lives.

But will this solve the problems we are facing today.

People have lot of anger , frustration, insecurity and in satisfaction.

Very easily we are blaming it to the politicians and the corruption in the government, police etc.
“Yeh salaa system hi poora corrupt and sadd gaya hai” – very easy to say right !

But my dear friends who makes the system, who makes this government and police corrupt?
The answer is not outside and the people to blame is not others but US the people of this city/Country who make this system and enhance corruption everywhere.
Our Minds and characters have been corrupted over the period of time.
Let us introspect and make some little changes in our lives and I am sure it will clear the big mess one day.

“In dino har jagaa yahi naara sunai deta hai..
I love Mumbai……. Mumbai Meri Jaan hai …

Yahaan thodi si rishwat se sab kaam hota hai
Ration card, Driving license,Passport, Gas Connection
Telephone line, Registration
Har kaam ke liye rishwat diya jaata hai
Electricity aur paani ki chori kaun karta hai
Pirated CD’s pe Movies dekh kar garv kaun mehsoos karta hai
Encroachment se pura nagar basta hai
Aur in illegal ids ka fir istmaal kaun karta hai.
Fir bhi .. Mumbai Meri Jaan hai

Car ki Octroi bachane ke liye
Out of Mumbai ka registration kaun karta hai
No Parking main Car park kaun karta hai
Kahi pe bhi Gaadi Khadi kaun karta hai
Jaha chaha waha U Turn kaun Marta hai
Bina signal diye lane corssing kaun karta hai
Footpath pe Bike kaun chalata hai .
Footpath hote hue road pe kaun chalta hai
Signal todne par .. Mamu ko saste main kaun patata hai..
Aur apne aap pe in sab batton ke liye kaun itrata hai
Fir bhi… Mumbai Meri Jaan hai

Illegal Thelo pe saara Mumbai Khata hai
Raste par bina soche kaun thookta hai
Kachra Clean up bin se jyaada bahar rehta hai
Road ko souchalaya bana ke kisne rakha hai
Gutter ke Dhakkan chori kaun karta hai ..
Mumbai Ki sadko pe fir naak band karke kaun chalta hai
Fir bhi… Mumbai Meri Jaan hai

Bus aate hi bhaag kar sab se pehle kaun bhagta hai
Chalti train main utarne wala se pehle humme kisko chadna hota hai
Koi gir gaya to Kya farak padta hai
Humko jaldi hai humme kaam pe pahuchna hai.
Apne neighbors ko yaha koi pehchanta hai
Aissi bhagam bhaag main fir kiska dhyaan rehta hai
Fir bhi… Mumbai Meri Jaan hai

School College main donation dekar admission kaun leta hai.
Chand marks badhane ke liye kya kya nahi karta hai.
Thode se paiso ke liye koi bhi kaam karta hai
Danga fasad ek daru ki bottle pe hota hai
Vote kisko dena hai usme bhi sirf apna fayda kaun dekhta hai
Yeh nahi janta iska asar fir kya result hota hai
Thodi si mehenat main bahut kuch pane ki lalach kaun rakhta hai
Fast money har kissiko pyaara lagta hai
Fir uska anjaam yeh hota hai ……

Yahhaa har aadmi rules todta hai
Fir bhi…Mumbai Meri Jaan hai”

By: Savio Rathod

Savio Rathod — Mon, 01 Dec 2008 13:26:06 +0000

Even among the loud guns to seem to have entered in with a fearless heart
Even in the chaos of the grenades to walked in with no anxiety on your mind
With a brave heart to entered in the mansion forgetting of your own tomorrow
To protect a million lives dwelling in heart of the city scared behind closed doors
Promising them a future and knowing for them there is no looking back
To ensure me a sound sleep on my pillow as the break of dawn arrives
Sacrifing their own share of living for me and you to see the sun rising again
Marching in with pride against enemies, with the nation’s responsibility on their shoulder
Knowing with a cruel thought back of their mind, ‘That this is a point of no return’
Carrying the nails of the own coffin in their own hands just for the love of mother Dodging every hit fired, against the fierce arms of these masked cannibals
Walking ahead in their own suicide, but death in the hands of others
Living with the fact that, life just depends on finger on the trigger and the bullet
Destined to kiss their body, and put them down in the pool of their own blood
With words of prayer, these warriors incur into enemy lines, with just one common thought
A tribute to you the unsung the true sons and daughters of the mother land
Your brave souls surely have made a place in our hearts and heavens above
For every drop of your blood shed, we surely have a tear in our eyes
We hope to have you as our sons and daughters bask in your glory
A salute in your honour is still cannot be compared to your sacrifice
With your own blood you have engraved your names in the heart of the flag
Your efforts cannot be compared to any heroic of times in our history
Our proud mother embraces every effort of ours, kissing your brow
In our wombs may be you be born everyday, true patriots of mankind
A tribute to you the unsung the true sons and daughters of the mother land
Your brave souls surely have made a place in our hearts and heavens above