Irom Sharmila and Anna Hazare

Kamayani Bali Mahabal

Today every pore of my body is screaming
For you Irom
The screams were suppressed since when...
Anger was coming out in my screams and protests
As I was screaming and shouting for your release at VT station
My being had shaken within
To tell people about you, what you stand for
To tell people about draconian law AFPSA
I felt lighter

For the past few days the country has been screaming
I am happy to see
All the love being doled out to Anna Hazare
To hear voice against corruption
From nook and corner of each city
I am happy to see
But my heart is crying
My brain is happy thinking about this Anna revolution
But my heart is not with me
My heart is with you Irom
It is crying for you
And it is unable to understand the sentiments of this country

After all it's a HEART
You have been on hunger strike for more than a decade
But not a single Indian came with you
You were against the black law of AFPSA
But no one owned you

Do not tell anyone Irom
This is a riddle
Whose answer changes with people?
If we are with Anna Hazare
We are true patriots
If we are with Anna Hazare
We are with the common people

When we are with you
We are traitors
When we are with you
We are against our army, our soldiers
We are against the national security
Corruption has been embedded as a bad trait
Since our childhood in our text books

But Irom, patriotism
Only teaches us to defend our country
Nation, army, police are inherent features of patriotism
They have become enemies in our fight for freedom

There have been many scams of crores under the banner of corruption
Because of AFPSA, BECAUSE OF THS PATRIOTISM
Lakhs and crores of Indians have been killed
Their families have also died eventually
And we have given them the certificate of terrorists
Very conveniently and gone to sleep in the bed of patriotism

Irom, we are unable to see the human rights violation of government
Under the garb of patriotism
When will my countrymen awaken, to the fact that
We are humans first, and Indians later

When Irom, when
Lakhs of people will join you in your hunger strike?
When Irom, when
Will our people remove the
Mask of patriotism?

Anna Hazare, you have won
After 85 hours of your FAST
The Lokpal Bill will be implemented
After a decade of your fast
Still the AFPSA has not been repealed
Anna will you sit with Irom?
Will you be able to stop the bloodshed
In the name of law?

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That old horse and Me

ഗിരിഷ് കൃഷ്ണ ചെന്നൈ

I remember the horse stopped in the

woods on a snowy evening.

But now alas! No harness bells

for my horse to wake me up

and so still I am in day dreams.

Dreams of love and some more

Need to go further,

Cant see the end of this

long narrow path,

may be ends in a cliff in the high.

But the me in me is still stopping

here in the lovely woods.

Forgetting all, the paining past

hating present and that

hopeless future.

Now I know, it’s the end of my

aimless journey.

no where to move further.

This beautiful woods and me,

that’s all what I want.

I free my horse now

Let it go to far away

where no others are there

to say that it was mine.

TWO LITTLE FRIENDS

ഗിരീഷ്‌ കൃഷ്‌ണ ചെന്നൈ
In my village once lived a boy,
And a girl of five,
I knew them in my boyhood days,
For I loved their childish ways.
They were born in the same hill side,
And played and grew by the lake so wide,
Like crimson sweet enchanting rose



With hand in hand they sand and stode.
Telling tales so new and old.
One day they went for a walk
For a while they sat on a rock
For far away green valleys saw,
The little one said “there we’ll go”





They left behind woods and brooks,
They saw bushes teeming with blooms
The emerald lawn cheered them
While the gentle breeze made a hum
The little ones did reach the river
Which ran bright, oh, as silver,
They made merry on its bank,
Till into the sea the flushed sun sank.





The little girl took water in the hands
And threw in to the air and she did dance
Her little feet slipped and she was drowned,
No longer he heard any sound
Nor could he scream but stood there dump,
His heart did stop and brain got numb,
Into the depths he promptly jumped





Searching for his closet friend;
But for ever and ever had they gone
Though the sun a usual rose and shone
The next day I stood there still,
To find the two young bodies
They had their hands together clutched
As though in heaven they were attached.

Raining outside

ഗിരീഷ്‌കൃഷ്‌ണ ചെന്നൈ

Raining out side

Night is not young, too deep

Still, why don’t you come?

You come at night

Through the rain drops

that is what you said once

when? Can’t remember,

or, is it a dream?

But I know the face, so gentle

I know the sound, very loving

I feel the touch, very cold

Don’t you know I am waiting?

For a long time with a hurting heart

I can hear your foot steps,

It fasten my heart beats

Cheering my soul

No others can come like you

As you are the true friend

Not only of mine but to all,

Will come only once in a life time

I know you can’t wait anymore

Come, come like a rain

We’ll go together hand in hand

Through the raindrops

which is made of love

Heavenly brother.(ഇംഗ്ലീഷ്‌ കവിത)

ഗിരീഷ്‌ കൃഷ്‌ണ ചെന്നൈ
Thanks a lot
for a new thought
Which may help me
to live a lot
with full of love
which I know now


That can be made
or can be killed
but by me only
for me and us
Again, thanks
for the new thought
which blooms a dawn in me
even in this night hours



You and only you
can do the same
because you are you
one heavenly knot
tied me with you
only to save ourselves
From the filthy thoughts
That’s why you are
My and only mine
Heavenly brother.