I Give You the Bullet Train – Badri Raina

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BADRI RAINA

I give you the Bullet train

Are you hungry, are you in pain?

Come, I’ll feed you the bullet train.

 

Have you no roof ov’r  your head?

Are you directly under the rain?

Come, jump into the bullet train.

 

Are you on foot, pursued apace

By  rapist, moralist, policeman’s cane?

Just one way to cheat them all—

Ride away in the bullet train.

 

The bullet train is quick and fast,

It leaves behind the ugly things

In such rapid tryst with development,

You’d think they never did exist.

 

Are you a farmer with noose in hand,

About to end your endless pain,

  Consider a patriotic   move—

Go under the bullet train

15 COMMENTS

  1. And if you don’t do as I say
    If you wish to have your way
    If you murmur or show disdain
    I’ll arrest and kill you with a bullet rain

  2. Raina sahab. It is brilliant!! And to see you after years is a joy!! Do mail me your phone so I can hear you rumble after years : ) Love and Regards, Tanuja chaturvedi

  3. Or stay back and play the political game
    The game congress played for ages in vain
    Divide and rule is the name of the game
    We only destroy you & your dreams for our gain
    With intolerance as a new name

  4. –somewhere in all these remarks there must be a positive intention in mind- there has to be- for in all this motion there is the image of a train showing promise of the future after rain- for without water then the thirst begins and renewal comes more difficult and the path is different considering the promise of the future comes before and during rains-and neither can exist without the other and respect, slow growing, does not come without the growing pains exploding into streams of light dispelled from night of childbirth.

  5. I give you Scams

    Are you hungry, are you in pain?
    Come, I’ll feed you the 2G Scam.

    Have you no roof ov’r your head?

    Are you directly under the rain?
    Come, jump into the Adarsh Scam.

    Are you on foot, pursued apace

    By rapist, moralist, policeman’s cane?
    Just one way to cheat them all—
    Fly away in the AgustaWestland.

    The INC is quick and fast,
    It leaves behind the ugly things(Rahul Ghandi)
    In such rapid tryst with development,
    You’d think they never did exist.

    Are you a farmer with noose in hand,

    About to end your endless pain,
    Consider a patriotic move—
    Go under the Vadra Land

  6. Country facing floods and infants deaths
    But tweet about TT again
    Or else I’ll not bring the bullet train

    To update the hatred among youths
    Remains the preference to be main
    See I’ll bring you the bullet train

    If you don’t kill the person
    Selling the cows for food & fodder gain
    I’ll kick you out of the bullet train

    Dictate major religion as the Patriotism
    Different religious men sacrificed goes in vain
    Army will guard the bullet train

    When in opposition defame the govt
    When in power open up the projects & do claim
    This is me who brought the bullet train

    Thank you

  7. And this was written only after 1 year of this government in power, your poem is brilliant, no doubt about it, but where were you hiding all these years? surely this could be applied very easily to the previous government as well, you kept a lot of patience for 10 years but couldn’t do so 1 year of this government ..

    I am afraid … you are pretty much like everyone else who thought congress helm was the best we could have, have your crumbs been taken away?

  8. I give you rhetoric.
    Are you hungry, in search of jobs?
    Come I’ll feed you rhetoric

    Do you need fast trains?
    Do you need good airports?
    Let us all travel on words.

    Have you no roof ov’r yr heads?
    Are you direcly under the rains?
    Do you travel in crumbly trains?
    Why not try my empty words?
    While I zip over your head in airline.

    Let us all feed rhetoric
    tasty empty words.
    You got it from the horse’s mouth.
    Look at me … I am an intellectual.

    I know no irony.
    I preach ppl to live in shaky shanties.
    While I sip tequilas in my torn kurtas.
    Why … I can feed millions with my rhetoric.

    My wife has a big bindi.
    while she prays for ravalpindi
    the fashion is to look pious
    and diss all things hindi

    Come let us all eat rhetoric

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