O To Like What Is Not - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
The commons often crave the hoary,
Those in stars crave life ordinary,
The choice, one’s very own,
Has room no more for groan,
They dither that once chosen worry.
To answer what is posed in the last
line, one might say: contrary, contrary!
After becoming the country’s Prime
Minister, Dr Man Mohan Singh and his
family members seem to miss their freedom
and carefree life in the open. This is to
eat the apple and have it also, or being
unable to decide one way or the other.
___________________________________________ - Happenings | 01.06.04 |
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