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Why I am writing on myself,
Am I a great or noble man,
Gandhi, Nehru or Tagore
Though people write on themselves
At the age of sixty or above,
I am writing just at twenty five
Who is interested in knowing about me
It is of no worth, only
For rats to tear the pages
Junk, old and blotted
Discarding all the objections
I made myself from Object
To Subject, born in slum
I am very fashionable, in heart
I am very glamours, though I am a Sikh
Undermature I am, An insane
But not the typical one, different
And I dont like this distinction of mind
I have never brought my heart
into my mouth, object I was and
Object I am, though pretending
To be the subject
Once my sister asked me brother
Would you like to do me a favor
ofcource I said, I forgot
Object cant favor, I felt said
Even though object cant feel
A friend said, Be Sane
Be Sane? I balanced
my Id and also the Ego
And in the process, I unbalanced myself
A flurry came to me I made a flight
Desired to the top I sinned
I fall down into the mud
I become the object of pity or to laugh at
An object of lust but never the subject
Above personal at political
I am a minority, A vote bank
I want to go from this country
To that, Foolish I am
To be here is to be there
Who are called secular and liberal
Are in real sense most communal and dominant
They say who is not, are not you?
You are but you are powerless
And it is the power which changes
The objects into the subjects
I became unhappy to know this
I wrote an essay on my unhappiness
To be happy, I became a subject
But they came and changed a comma
With a dot, being proud of there grammatical
Knowledge they said, you are not a
Subject but are subjected to
I want to achieve the Power
To destroy old grammatical rules
To change myself from object
To Subject

Reviews

[AprilRN1210]

I like the contrasts of ideas in this one and the word play... very honest and introspective... great story-telling in this one as well... I noticed a few places that needed an apostrophe and phrasing that threw me off, otherwise well written... it makes you think and can feel the emotion sprinkled in there...

one thing did notice...
"ofcource I said,"... did you mean "of course?".....

"an object of lust but never the subject"... favorite line and one I could definitely relate to....
awesome job:)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks AprilRN,
you know what, the line u said your favorite is also my favorite
thanks for everything :)

[AprilRN1210]

you're more than welcome:)

[Briana O'Connor]

Very interesting and unique. Nicely woven together with significant impact. Thank you for sharing.

[hardeep sabharwal]

so nice of you for reading and reviewing,, thanks a lot

[Skuldaegz]

The first dozen lines, or so, drew a vivid picture in my mind that sucked me in and carried me through the rest of the poem perfectly.

"Who is interested in knowing about me
It is of no worth, only
For rats to tear the pages
Junk, old and blotted"

No one person's life is really more interesting than another's. It is just difficult to see that when viewing others lives only in the chunked out interesting bits, while having to directly experience and trudge through all the daily minutiae between our own.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot for a nice review

[Mayank]

very honest and in-depth, you carry a heart on your sleeve.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot mayank

[Shapirta]

wow. pretty good. great topic too!

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks Amy

[Shapirta]

your welcome

[Avinash]

Hardeep, what I like most and look for in any piece of work is "Soul". You have a mighty one. It does not matter how others perceive you. It really matters how you do. How you imagine yourself, do you love or hate this girl. I know you love her, so what you would do to such a beautiful girl, protect her, make her stronger so that nobody can destroy that image in your mind.
One more thing, we are all humans, the stereotyping is done by few who want to control power. Running away will not take away your fears, it will haunt you and chase you. You need to be stronger inside in your mind. That can be done only through truth.
As far as the people with grammatical error fixation, let them do their job free of cost. :)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot avinash, you know what your words have touched my heart, thanks dear friend for everything

[Avinash]

My pleasure..we are all connected to each other and once we realize that there is no pain hard enough to endure. Only ignorant deny this and forget that human race evolved because of helping each other not by pulling each other down.

[Baby Ricochet]

So you're a glamorous, fashionable Sikh. Make sure your sword is up to date. You da man homey

[hardeep sabharwal]

Baby Ricochet I am glad to know that you know so many things about sikh religion, thanks dear friend

[Ashira Macy]

I liked this, it touched a lot on feelings of insignificance in the grand scheme of things. It read a bit like a rap too, which was cool. If it were me I might break this up into stanzas because of its length. Brilliant work though.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot Ashira Macy, for appraisal and all :)

[Sami Khalil]

Why I am writing on (about)myself,
Am I a great or noble man,
Gandhi, Nehru or Tagore .

All great men and you might be one. You never know...Bravo, sir...:)..............

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot my dear friend sami for your support :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)............................

[Marie]

It takes time and patience to obtain power. Time matures objects into subjects. You have a unique way of looking at life, a charming style of writing about it.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot marie, your conclusion is very true it is indeed time, thanks for liking :)