Complicated yet incomplete,

Is sometimes the outcome it is

The incomplete corners

The reflected selves

The unvarnished post office brings

The one in the mirror

Authenticity Faked

And yet searching

The kernel of rawness

In the midst of the day

Connect with the lost self

Lost somewhere

Not searchable

History as Farce.

History first repeats as tragedy, then as farce. Before ‘acknowledging’ independence, from the Brit’s. India had to undergo a surgery to satisfy Nehru ji’s ego- millions killed, raped and injured and displaced so that demographics get inverted. Punjab and Bengal get slaughtered and the post colonial ramifications are felt in 2018 through the NRC debate, where votes will be won on poisoned societies. Inter generational trauma persists through stories of horror and hurt.

We are the same after seven glorious decades of survival inspite of the government. From space launches to malnutrition deaths in Delhi recently, Incredible India has seen it all.

BMKJ. Jai Maharashtra.