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Jasbir Chatterjee

(4 March 1966 / Delhi)

Jikon - April 2008


The script was well-crafted,
The main actors had rehearsed well
and smaller actors like me were expected
to just be around, to smile
and be politically correct.......
The top guns finally arrived
and the curtains went up....
The atmosphere became very tense
and we all shook hands and smiled nervously.
The much-awaited annual meeting began at last.
The main speaker started his presentation,
A few questions were raised,
Answers were given to some,
and excuses for others.
The farce finally ended
with plans and new projections.
The annual meeting ended at last
and the curtains came down....
The main actors walked out
and got into their luxury cars and departed
while smaller actors like me
trudged on the dusty road
towards the bus stop.

Submitted: Saturday, May 23, 2009

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  • Akhtar Jawad (5/26/2014 2:00:00 AM)

    a bitter truth. why there is so much difference in various classes of the society? Many have tried to reply this question but.........Ghalib says: -
    Hasrat hay roobaroo na karen hashr mein mujhe- -Kitne mere sawal hayn jinka nahin jawab,
    (I wish I should not be presented before God on the day of judgement...I have many questions that have no answers) (Report) Reply

  • Subroto Chatterjee (5/26/2009 9:08:00 PM)

    That's corporate angst well expressed by the typical junior/middle manager...the sensitive poet doth has much to contemplate life's functional people...the powers-that-be top management with power, disdain, pontifications, promises...targets..achievements..So, welcome Life! ! Chin up, Jasbir...
    Cheers.
    Subroto (Report) Reply

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