Some reflections, some after thoughts as the recovery phase started post the terror attack on 15th January 2019 at #14, Riverside Drive in Nairobi.
Barely two weeks into the fresh new year when Nairobi witnessed the ugly scene of terror once again. This poem is a partial account of the unfolding of scenes as understood by the poet.
The ongoing abductions and killing of minorities in the name of religion are a slap on the face of humanity. This poem takes us through the journey of many young victims.
Living in freedom is a personal choice for some. How free are we in the bonded world where we are connected not only by love, but also by hatred.
A life surrounded by people is all that we know to live.
Within the heart of each Sindhi there is a root of the separated land Sindh. The belonging is shattered as post partition the Sindhis are still without a territory that they can call their own in the free India.
जन्मदिन मनाना, झूमना गाना और अपनों संग मिल हाहाकार मचाना।
A celebration of Hindi Diwas by Kenbharti on 14/9/18 when the topic was past and present poets and their works.
जन्मदिन की ख़ुशी तो होती है मगर क्या जीवन सत्य को समझ सके हम !
A tale of a conversion from one faith to another without having known well what lies in one's religion by birth is becoming a common occurrence as one looks for shortcuts to life.