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Mera Bharat Mahan

amreekandesi — Fri, 23 Jan 2009 00:06:33 +0000

I wrote a poem titled Mera Bharat Mahaan sometime in middle school, and remember submitting it for the school annual magazine. The class teacher pretty much rubbished me, implying that there was no way i had written the poem myself. (It was that good, apparently!)

I don’t recall the exact poem myself, but here’s a similar version. The poem is in Hindi, so apologies to readers who don’t understand the language.

Translating into English would not recreate the magic, so not doing that for now. If you would like a translated version, drop me a comment.

Here we go – Mera Bharat Mahaan

Hamari sabhyata ka sab karte bakhaan
Duniya bhar mein hai iska gungaan
Ye desh jo hai hum sab ki shaan
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Neta hamare sabse balwaan
Kabhi nahi rukte unke koi kaam
Life mein unko hai poora aaraam
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Aam aadmi ki zindagi sasti
Rookhi sookhi si iski basti
Karna padta ise pet ke liye kaam
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Gandhi ne diya hamen ahinsa ka paath
Humne kaat diye ek doosre ke haath
Bapu ka bas rah gaya naam
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Padosi mulkon se lagatar ghamasan
Dharm ke naam pe marta insaan
Neta hamare ban gaye haiwan
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Hindi Cheeni Bhai Bhai
China ne fir missile chalayi
Shanti ka de diya pramaan
Mera Bharat Kitna Mahaan

Software mein kari tarakki
Pokhran mein dikhayi shakti
Uda diya humne Chandrayaan
Mera Bharat Mahaan

Naye yug mein jagrati aayi
Bhartiyon mein rashtriyata samaayi
Desh ka badhne laga sammaan
Mera Bharat really Mahaan

The Awards Cometh

amreekandesi — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 05:45:39 +0000

I was a lone ranger
Doing my blogging thing
I worked through the fall
Kept going into the spring

I wrote short stories
I talked about current news
I cribbed about Indian politicians
Sometimes went overboard with my views

I am funnily sarcastic
I am sarcastically fun
Just getting started
Far from being done

Blogging made me new friends
Got to know many a interesting folk
Life’s gotten exciting
Blogging ain’t no joke

My friends appreciate me
Amit says my blog is cool
As do Nita and Kiran
I am good; not the complete fool.

This was a week of awards
I felt like a child playing with clay
When out of the blue
I got awarded best blog of the day

Kiran added another to the kitty.
By giving me the award of proximity.

Now here I am
Composing silly poetry
Thankful for the awards
They are oh so glittery

I thank you all for the support
Now my turn to share the love
Amlistening, Dinesh, Lekhni, Prerna, Poonam, Quirky Indian, Rambodoc and Trailblazer
In your closet, the coolness award i shove

He Says, She Says

amreekandesi — Sun, 18 Nov 2007 23:27:13 +0000

He

Here i am.

Slogged all my life.
Achieved a lot, just not yet a wife.

Work takes up a lot of time.
Why should i be single, have i committed some crime ?

I love movies, music, the works.
Have a good sense of humour, not like one of the jerks.

Looking for someone honest.
A nice woman, who laughs at my jest.

Just dont be cunning.
Dont lie to me, or you’ll see me running

I’ll take good care.
Spend some good time together.
My life i shall share.

I have a lot on my plate.
And i am a great cook.
will you be my mate ?

She

I am religious, I am homely.
But without a husband i feel lonely.

I am not lame, i don’t play games.
Just need a guy of some fame.

I love working, some playful flirting.
My duties i don’t believe in shirking

What happened to all the nice guys, for whom women are not just toys?
The ones who are no more little boys?

I am great, don’t too much throw around my weight.
But how long will i have to wait?

Questions…

amreekandesi — Sun, 16 Sep 2007 02:33:39 +0000

The winds they’re a turning.

The fire it is burning.

I’ve been thinking.
Of things that matter.
Is it health?
My country ?
Money?
Or someone I can call honey?

Life’s good I guess.

Sometimes though,
It feels like I am a mess.

The worlds getting small,
As are our minds.

Where do you fit in?
What does it take?

What’s right?
What’s wrong?
Who decides?