Cherubim

My power and glory begins to evade, My glistening beauty might fade I have no stand on this land And none to lend me a hand Toiled, thus hard for whom. At once, though none ever loom Curse the time I forbade to hug, A life that was beyond a buck Some budge like aging wine And live their lives in full fine Others while kings, dwell as rags And all a glimpse they in timber bags A time forgotten to enjoy Will never be back in joy "Oh, This doomed age!" with a sigh My Lord, my Shadow and I

A Tribute to Indian Reality (written before the financial crisis of 2008)   The GDP is escalating unprecedentedly. Some of the richest people on the globe hails from this land. The country has been accredited as one of the largest democracies in the world. This is the latest face of India - an India that is defined and destined to become one among the Global Superpowers.  Nevertheless, there is a difference. If the multinational silver sky-scrapers flaunt India ’s exponential progress, then the slums behind those speak volumes about India ’s bitter truth. If the GDP talks about India ’s steady growth, then the Hunger and the HDI Indices reveal real shocks.  While some Indians suffer from anorexia, then others die of piercing starvation. Are we really happy or are we sad?  Otherwise, are the billionaires or the anorexic patients representing a false microcosm of modern India ? Well, some things can be as true as the words of Charles Dickens (in the present te...