A 40 kg silver brick overrides the
threat of the grim Saffron coronal rim
that explodes in the stomach
of a fever-ravaged populace
Hunger floods the Green
challenging it to celebrate
internecine borders crimsoned
by the wheel, the sickle, the crescent
Hatred bubbles under hooded
jobless seekers of truth.
Jails clang with differences
between Left and Right.
The White in a democratic writhe cries,
“Let Peace and Truth abide.
Imagine, imagine what unbesmirched would mean
The Saffron, White and Green….
What power and strength it could unleash
What multitude of stories it could weave
Come let us dream, dream of what the
Tricolour could mean –”
Mitali Chakravarty is a writer and the founding editor of Borderless Journal.
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