Friday, September 30, 2011


The school children
Stood for three hours
By the road
Before her convoy came
By that time
The garland had faded
The spirits flagged
The shoulders drooped
The faces fell
The placards rested
Against the trees
Only the teachers
Were eager
To meet the leader
Once equated
With the state
"There she is!
How fair she looks!
How simple is her saree!
How gracious!"
There was pell-mell
And some students fell
As suddenly everyone
Lost their head
And wanted to
Shake her hand
I kept away
From the fawning crowd
A proud citizen
Not fooled by the skin
Ashamed of this genuflection
To someone I knew
Had taken the country
To the brink of tyranny.

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