Hum hain iske malik, Hindostan hamara.Pak watan hai qaum ka, jannat se bhi pyara…Ye hai hamari milkiyat, Hindostan hamara.Iski ruhaniyat se roshan hai jag sara… We are its owner, Hindustan is ours.Our nation is sacred, dearer than heavenThe world is aglow with the light of its soulHow old, how new, best of all worldOur very … Read more
Part 1 Zulfikar Ghose says that at the time of independence, the people of Indian sub-continent considered their victory as grand, but the greedy and selfish leaders looked at this newly independent country as a dog sees the residual. Thus the victory achieved by India burnt in the flames as the violence between Hindus and Muslims … Read more
Part 1 Eagles cartwheeled above illuminationsOf Independence Day, the dogs sniffed atThe electric bulbs which sizzled like fatThe tall grass the monsoons left on the mountainsWas aflame like corn in the setting August sunTwo stones collided, sparked. India began to burn. Part 2 At Mahatma Gandhi’ s prayer meeting,Under Ashoka’s wheel on the tricolour,The air … Read more
Introduction Being an Indian, I was unaware of the background history that Alamgir Hashmi has referred to in this poem. I had to make considerable research to go through the tough and confusing words of the poem. Here in this article, I have provided the summary as well as analysis of the poem to make … Read more
Part 1 Movement, sure. Millions movingFrom that side to this side,From this side to that side, and back again sometimes,Across the thoughtful movementWherein stood those who were undecided, and suspect,Like border-posts signifying the mid-frontier.The sultry summer-if you know what I mean-behind us.The blistering journeys on foot, the grinding oxcartExpeditions, the slow, steamy railwaysAnd their marauders … Read more
