But I find,
Nobody is there
To win.
No issues
Settled as yet.
No requirement
Fulfilled.
No use of the wave
In the larger interest.
No one is there
To beg apology
For any wrong
Done to anybody.
Each one
Is in loss
And loss is
Irreparable.
And so let me
Admit, voting
Is a luxury
And I am here
To suffer injury
If you so like
You can verify
From history.
At least keep voting..if it be a luxury, dnt miss it! And, if issue be settle, the characteristic spirit of Indian election shall be no longer interesting! I appreciate your understanding of Indian politics! NONE OF THE ABOVE or 'NOTA' is available..give it a try this time round! Hahaha..! Thank you!
Mandate 2014 - all are in search of a safe seat, nobody may win. and they are not sure about their own identity.
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true phase of Indian elections...yet there's hope always, ............great wrk from your side, as a critic, as responsible citizen