They came here some years back,
told us 'that we are a lucky stack,
The river above would be channelised
and our land is the perfect site,
Hence they will built a dam
this will irrigate many lands,
They all muted on water……….
We were very happy with this thought
somebody even broke a coconut, just for the right start
For some months it was all quiet
suddenly, big machines appeared the next night,
Streams of people poured in
wearing turban, skull-caps and some with suite and a tie-pin,
They all had different equipments you guess
I thought they would need my geometry box as well!
After some days they asked us to gather
my mother had an inkling of rough weather,
Father works in a big city, I don’t know
chacha thought, they called to give us jobs though,
They said’ we should be proud
for dam will end the country’s drought,
Our names will be galvanized in history
all we need to do is, to leave our village swiftly!!
We protested at this decision hard
why they never told us right from the start,
They said; view it from a different stand
country will benefit, from our submerged land!!!
Also, they will relocate us somewhere
and this will be done in a ceremony with fanfare,
Next day, some big leader came in
he said, we should fight against this sin,
Someone told me, he had saved tress before
where will trees grow, if there is no land more!!!!
Some known writer also pitched high
people said, she knows America’s president wife,
Hopes were floating everywhere
winter was also near,
Explosions in the mountains heart
we shivered on their part,
Turtles & Fishes would attend my school
coz under water, crocodile teaches with a rule,
We are still waiting for the Promised Land
chacha says, it will never be till the end,
May be I will go to the big city where father lives
mother says it’s a big risk,
Nor the mountain neither river smiles
just one question, will haunt us throughout our lives,
For why they all muted on water…..
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Abyssal'
This poem is written by keeping in mind a 10 year old boy from Tehri (Garwhal)…..who narrates his experience of his land grabbed for making a modern temple of India (Tehri Dam…built on homes of natives there, supposedly an environmental danger)…..I don’t know, how much I am successful in this attempt, to look at it with a 10 year old heart…anyhow my history precedes me…..which speaks volumes on my unsuccessfulness’
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outsourced...and now tehri..well..i do see a spark of revolution....the rise of THE D...or should it be D..the rising.....
my cousin had worked on Tehri project for some time and I have seen all those pictures of the village moving to a different nearby location. If you see from a 10 year olds view, this poem is a big success!
sometimes its tough to take stance on certain matters. People give different opinions leading to total collapse of own mind and way of thinking..More the people more is the trouble in decision-making. Some opinions must be forced, we certainly need sacrifices at certain stages in life. People call it fate. and then above this trouble its the human meanness.. u really described most of things in ur poem.. great! (^_^)
no update after that tehri post?
very heartfelt indeed.
I personally know some relatives who actually had to move out of their homes due to the building of a dam.
But it can be argued that it works both ways-if the people get sufficient compensation and the project develops a backward region.
But hey, i'm with you
Illuzn...if you see thru ur eyes than 'The Rising' was a box-office failure and if thru glasses of history...Rising also termed as Mutiny...both failures....what else I can say, except...Thx for coming here and showing me a better world!
Hey Gem-gurl thx Kid, if you have seen the pics....nobody could be a beter judge of the poem in asthetic sense than You...so ur appreciation all lapped up and for no update after Tehri...the reason is in this post and thx again for being there.
@Nishu sir'....nt against development but than as the poem said, promises need to be fulfilled...as always you think much ahead of your age buddy, I appreciate that!!
Lash...boss always good to c ur comments...and what you say is "rhetoric" is actually reason of my existence....though I personally want to be wrong on this but than....
DD....thx yaar, I wonder do every development need sacrifices and if so why only its asks for blood of the lowest in the society....may be ur relatives would better know, all well-off were paid handsomely and of those poors...the money got lost somewhere in the bureaucratic lanes....
im going top down thru ur blog. guess i missed out on some posts. another grt poem. and the topic was refreshingly different(at least the point of view was) truly speaking, i dont fancy rhyming lyrics much. but got to grant u, this one was cute.
They said; view it from a different stand
country will benefit, from our submerged land!!!
i loved tht one. and when it comes out of a child's mouth, the tone u used was purrfect. good work!
Thx Jedi...good to cu back!
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