Reservations

a poem by Pancholi Nandlal Kanjibhai

To nourish votebanks
He puts cart before the horse
His strength is not tapping the resource
But boosting remorse
Arjun the
HRD Minister
Is the man most sinister
He divides India into thousand fragments
Following VP’s footsteps
He wants to suck young children’s blood
He waits sadistically
To see the scenes of self-immolations repeat on the street-
Till the history repeats
He is adamant on his stand

Arjun knows
Manmohan is a shy scholar,
A dry economist,
Who would rejoice in figures of inflation,
Graphs of marginal utility, demand supply, etc
He will not be shocked to see merit being mauled,
Innocent students being subdued and subjugated by brutal batons-

Sonia is too shrewd to utter anything on the besetting issue
All political parties are speechless and dumb
As was Bhisma during Draupadi’s denuding ceremony

“Let merit be defeated perennially and let demerit win
Let less gifted child prosper at the cost of a gifted child”

If this is the motto of rotten Indian polity
Million gifted scientists, doctors will migrate
In search of better prospects saying
“Thou shalt not have my bones shrewd motherland!”