वसुधैव कुटुम्बकम्
O mankind! revere your Guardian-Lord Who created you from a single person created of like nature his mate and from them twain scattered (like seeds) countless men and women (Holy Quran)
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They have this funny little game
'Discover your subconscious nationality'
I answered all the questions
And crossed all the options…
Now they cannot find my nationality
Who wants to be a member of a glorified tribe anyway
And go back to a late second millennium absurdity
Tigers do not like cages
Neither do air
Nor lovers
Nor poets
Entire humanity is my nationality
And don't look for my name
In your pathetic little Register
I do not care if it is not there...
I love you with all my heart
Even if you do not love me
Hate, is your problem, not mine...
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© Syed Ahmed Shah, Bokultol, Guwahati.
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