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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 196

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee


If I was born before 1947,

my way of life would be totally different-

careerism would hardly become my passion,

independence would become my primary as well as ultimate goal.

Blood for blood would never become my action-

you may call it my moral weakness.

I would walk along the way of love and peace

and at last never claim for power

but remain among the mass forever with a ‘charkha’.


Vanita Thakkar on March 15, 2021:

Expressions of great emotions and ideals that our forefathers lived.

I am reminded of all the veteran Gandhians I have come across. Inspiring words. Thanks for sharing.

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on March 13, 2021:

Nice sentiments, Sankhajit Ji.

You have reminded me of the tales of the freedom struggle of India. The tales, which we used to hear from our parents and grandparents, the stories of Mahatma Gandhi, as we are entering the 75th anniversary. Those were tough times for the youth, and Independence struggle was their first and ultimate priority, besides anything else.

Well expressed. Thank you for sharing.

manatita44 from london on March 13, 2021:

Interesting piece! Worth reflection

Ann Carr from SW England on March 13, 2021:

It was such a hard and sad time.

There is much to contemplate in these few words.

I've looked up 'charkha' and find it is a spinning wheel, but I don't understand your reference to it, sorry. Perhaps rolling along with the rest? Could you explain please?


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