Meri Privilege

Meri Privilege mujhe chup rehna sikhati hai,

Chaubees mey se chalo dus ghante toh bijli mill jati hai..

Sadak pakki nhi toh kya, sarkaar tender toh bharvati hai,

Itne sawal kyu poochte ho.. har roz ye yaad dila ti hai. 

Hum sab privileged log chup ho jate hain 

dekh kar - bina privilege ke log ek dard sa liye ghoom rhe hain.

Kabhi lal quila, kabhi shaheen bagh, kabhi JNU ka rasta pooch rhe hain.

Aur hum solidarity aur support ka lal ya kala photo laga kar, samanya kaam kaaj ki gadi pakad lete hain.

Kya hai ye desh humare liye, na aazadi ka josh hai, na lathi charge ka aakhrosh 

Bas hain shayad ek afsos,

Ki privilege ne jo humko you jadka hai

Is Neoliberal trap mey, wahi channel, wahi akhbar pakda rkha hai.

Jo darate hai, fir opinion chipkate hain.

Na kuch sun ne ka mann hai, na kuch bolne ka sahas

Kuch aisi hi hai meri privilege 

Lab toh hain azaad par aazadi mehangi pad jayegi.

Hum dekhenge tabhi, jab apne pe baat ayegi..

This ship takes me 

wherever 

it wants

to these springs

seas

scenic jaunts

Where I lost myself 

in the veins 

of rivers, 

ravines, 

the test of 

time, 

just to chance upon a

phone beep.

A text message, 

no text.  

just a photo 

some words 

made me smile, 

as I add another mile

to a primordial place

forever unfazed

born under 

the 

’Northern light’ 

with fire and ice 

an absolute sight

to watch 

time slip 

out of hand

like hourglass sand 

so, here’s an Ode to Iceland

This Primordial place,

forever unfazed

Born from fire and ice, 

Under the Aurora light,

let time slip by like hourglass sand, 

as you watch this Ode to Iceland

Where I lost myself 

in the veins of rivers, 

the ravines, 

the test of time,