After a prolonged
scorching summer of
discontent, disillusionment,
raging fury,
After a prolonged
wait for a new dawn.
After prolonged prayers
to the Rain God.
At last He heeded our prayers.
It rained heavily
it was a heavy down pour
lasting for days
across the land
washing out
the last drops of
blood stains
of innocents and guilty alike
from the whole body of the land
the earth rejoiced
like a peacock
spreading its wings.
Spring arrived at last
with our jasmine gardens
giving birth to
jasmine flowers
with smiling eyes
the smiling fragrant
jasmine flowers
seemed like the
heralding of a
new dawn, a new spring.
Overwhelmed, overjoyed
we danced around
in circles
for days, for weeks
for months.
Smell of jasmine
flowers transcended the
boundaries of our land
the fragrance
spread with a message
of the impending Spring season
to our neighbours
intoxicating them
,inebriating, exhilarating them
they all hurried to
the streets and
danced around in circles.
Drawing inspiration, energy
vigour and courage
they fought against the forces of evil.
Forces of evil
had to flee for life or got incarcerated
wherever the fragrance reached.
………………The new Missihas
who were enthroned
contrary to our
hopes expectations and dreams
appeared in their
true colours after the euphoria subsided.
They, like the
Frankenstein Monsters
turned against
the masses who
fought along with them
dashing all our
hopes, expectations
and dreams to the ground
like the collapse of a
pack of cards
or breaking
the castle of dreams
built of decorated glasses.
Now that
the scorching summer
has returned again
our jasmine flowers
have faded
and are about to wither away soon.
Restless we are
we want our
jasmine flowers back
we want our dreams
come to fruition
till then we won’t
rest and sit idle
like mute spectators.
Fight to the hilt, we will
Till we scent VICTORY……….
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