(Dedicated to young Kashmiri school students rewriting Kashmir ,thronging exam centres,nov.2016!)
HOME COMING
No Pelted stones
No Pellet guns
The day ,my frends
Not far away
When my Kashmir
Shall rise from
Blood_soiled ashes
An imperishable Phoenix
leaping up_
Daring roaring
Like a thundering lion
To proclaim
Its Second Coming-
The 'Home_Coming'!
And then_
Once Again
The hills
The cascades
The rivers
The orchards
The meadows
The Chinars
The Dal_Lake
The Shikaras
All around
Will resound
The soothing songs of
Sufis and Rishis
The touching chords of
Rabaab and Santoor
The swaying beats of
Noot and Tumbak
And all feet
All together
Will burst out
Into the ecstatic swirl of
The Dance of Life!
Amen!
Rashmi Bajaj
