Poetry

Fauj Ka Mukhbir

My first attempt at poetry. And that too, in a language that is not English.

Originally written on May 22nd, 2016 and posted on Medium.


Cordon-and-search ka huqam mila,

Main burqa pehne ghar se nikla;

Bahar hava thi thandi,

Mahaul tha tapta;

Log ikkathe hue school ke maidaan mein,

Khauf kaiyon ke chehron pe;

Thodi door ek gaadi mein,

Ghabraya hua sa baitha main;

Dara sa dikh raha tha woh aur kiye ishaare kayi,

Magar maine Commander sahib ko zor se pukaar lagaayi;

Usey ghaseet kar le gaye Army waale,

Maulvi sahib ne mujhe kaha: ‘Marega saale!’

Pooch-taach ke baad Army ki giraft mein aaye kai hathiyaar,

Magar tha logon ko ugrawadiyon ki khabr ka intezaar;

Dhamkiyon se kiya militanton ne pareshaan,

Kehte hain chhudva denge mujhse yeh jahaan;

Log bahut kuch bolte hain mujhe: Ikhwaani, Gaddaar, Kafir,

Lekin, miyaan, main toh hoon mamooli sa Fauj Ka Mukhbir.


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 Featured Image: Varun Bhakay Library

Varun Bhakay’s Writer’s Block (2016)


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