Today Indian Muslims are falling like autumn leaves,

Hot election days or calm winter nights

Spread the same aroma of blood and deaths,

Alien even to age old ‘good’ neighbours,

Barred to beautiful blocks they live and die in ghettos,

Naked, they are lynched even in resorts,

A poor race known only for wrong reasons,

Used, abused, exploited, killed by better brothers.

A few, however, wear mask of bhadralok,

They have painstakingly mastered the art

To be quiet in crushing quakes, floods or fires.

The rest, only wagons, carrying filth of masters’ fiefdom.

Who have betrayed the sinless country lovers?

Poor leaders, shady intelligentsia, paid media and they themselves.

And now the luxuriant lands and sunny skies and wide seas,

Revelling and relishing their routine fall.

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Abu Siddik

Abu Siddik

It's all about the unsung , nameless men and women around us. I try to portray them through my tales. I praise their undying suffering and immaculate beauty. And their resilience to life's vicissitudes, oddities, and crudities I admire. They are my soulmates who inspire me to look beyond the visible, the known, the common facade of the educated and the intellectuals.

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