Independent Morning

A peak into history

Independent morning

 

Independent morning, I say not just b’cause it was Aug fifteen

But because I just felt free, loitering the empty streets on a hazy breezy morning

I had just taken my first few steps on the verdant wide road to the India Gate

That a weightless rapture;

Took my heart in its capture

Exhilaration out of anticipation

Much beyond description,

Awestruck would be the exact monosyllabic description

That comes to my mind for my disposition

At the sight of the grandiose memorial

Infusing a pride filled jubilation.

A monument;

That became a manumit

 Annihilating the ramparts

Of jaundiced opinions and misapprehensions;

To outgrow my territory

Inspired the Arch of Victory…