A Free Country...

Once upon a time, on this very land,
free men, brave and wealthy spanned.
Gallant kings, in their golden castles strode,
as happiness filled every abode.

One fateful day, the invasions began..
the Great Alexander, this land he overran.
But against the mighty Indians he couldn't dwell,
However, to the middle east warriors, they all fell.

On a cursed day more foreigners did come.
They said it was Britain they were from.
Carrying sugary notes from the queen,
no one guessed they could be mean.

With venomously sweet words, trust they gained
Our riches to the last drop they drained.
And those gallant kings of majestic stride,
were stolen of their kingdom and pride!

At their lucrative offers the kings did drool,
ignorant to the policy of 'Divide and Rule'
When, against the capitalists, the Sepoys did fight,
the need for independence was brought to light.

Brave souls everywhere protested,
to show the invaders they were detested.
Territories as a nation united,
to save a country, so blighted..

The path of non-violence some did pick
and followed the old man with a stick.
Others, called themselves a radical clan
and followed the handsome young gunman!

Whether it was the gun or peaceful protest,
it wasn't something to contest.
It only mattered that they fought
and the long awaited independence we got!

There it should have ended, and I, be gone..
but here I am, and you've got to read on..
cos, after all these years of freedom,
what are we really free from?

The evil clutches of capitalists?
Ruthlessness of power hungry beasts?
or a system that favors the richer one?
The sad answer is None!

Everywhere, these evil spirits loom,
plotting the nations very doom.
As questions linger in our minds..
how much longer? and how far behind?

The story of pre-independence plays again,
only this time, we yearn freedom from our own men.
Can we break away from the clutches of these traitors?
for now, the question is left for debaters...

Will we only stare in vain
as our honor is forced to the drain?
And will these evil spirits be fend,
if and when there comes an end?


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As an other revolution begins to take shape, I'm sure this is a thought that has crossed all our minds. do let me know your views.

There Was a Plan...

That week of anxiety before my first day at college, I googled the words "college life". I was flooded with the craziest results! I read pages after pages with an evil glint in my eyes.. I was finally going to a place where I can unleash my more fun alter-ego.

My thoughts were interrupted as I stumbled upon a quote-index that had a whole list of quotes on college life. My enthusiasm dwindled as I read each of those wise words....

Few of those that i cannot forget are - 

"College is refuge from a hasty judgement"...

and "Colleges don't make fools.. They only develop them."

The one that scared me the most was "Colleges are like old age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges!"

I switched to a more fun reading and tried to convince myself that I'd made the right choice. But oh well, I had already made it and I wouldn't let a list of quotes by 'Anonymous' dampen my spirits.

I had a lot planned for college -

1. Undo the science-nerd image from high-school.

2. Undo the dazed, depressed doodler image from secondary school.

3. Make lots and lots of friends!

4. Do cool calculations and design some electronic gizmo.. (without it hampering plan 1)

5. Build a robot at the end of 4-years. (ROFL!) (again, without it coming in the way of plan 1, or reverting to the character mentioned in plan 2)

6. Have an "awesome" life!

Let me update you how my plans are going. (You don't care how? I bet you're not an engineering student)


Starting with my first objective - well, it isn't much of a success, but being the 'nerd' or 'programming-geek' or any other related terms is a huge popularity booster! (Feels like you're the quarterback of team java! :-D )


Coming to my second objective, well, I'm still dazed, still depressed and I still doodle a LOT! but apparently this one of those commonalities that bind us..


Objective three kicked off to a great start, but I hear it is not 'proper' for a GIRL to have so many friends! That's when i realized that I was trapped in an a chauvinist zone where socializing is a crime! Lost precious time freeing myself from the restrictions imposed by my 'conservative' classmates (and from their constant company in general). It was then, that i found the most awesome people in BIT, and them, I call My Friends.


Number four was a huge flop! Apparently any activity that does not involve by-hearting a book prescribed by VTU is widely frowned upon.. I was now in a world where results are written before conducting the experiment, and marks are given before reading the answers.


I'll let you judge the progress of plan 5 based on your previous reading.
And lastly, 18 months ago, i planned for an "awesome" life... Today, i ask you, life? What life?


But what bothers me most is the thought of 'Anonymous' (the quotes guy) saying "I told you so!" with that impishly satisfied grin!








Prose is not my forte.. but i decided to give it a try..Leave a comment to let me know what you think :-)