1947

                

     Name: Chethan M

     Reg no:20SJCCC317

                          14 August 1947

                                                         -Teenager

Pre-independence India, sacred country 

We are social animal, people in society

We are Indians, pleasure of love

We are Indians, that is we!

We were best until this whites made us worst

Yesterday we were brothers

Today we are strangers

Never thought to be enemies tomorrow!

Been a long time being together

Religious hatred sowed it’s seeds

Brothers broke to part

This broke the hearts!

OH Allah! I don’t want Pakistan

OH Bhagwan! I don’t Want India

OH Jesus ! Make me independent

OH Onkar ! Where should I go!

True love fed at Lahore

Boy, why ain’t I Pakistani

Girl, why ain’t I Indian

This makes us apart, fake religion!

Poor little man with a small property

Poor Bishan Singh became homeless

Family left, relatives never came

Tabo Tek Singh in tragedy!

I had a question, no one solved

I said India, Pakistani’s threatened

I said Pakistan, my heart threatened

I lived here, Toba Tek Singh!

Bishan Singh knowing to been

In Pakistan, ran to crowd

Guards pushed him back

Finally joined Indian lunatics!

Report:

I write this poem being in the place of people during independence. This was the time where many lost their lives to give us freedom. When we successfully got freedom we dint use it in a better way. We split the whole country into many parts. Many lost lives, many gave upon lives. People became homeless. Many were forced to migrate. Pakistan started giving priority to Muslims and India to everyone. Sikhs and others having no ways had to join any of these two countries. During this time Toba Tek Singh had no place to join in. It was in confuse whether it belonged to India or Pakistan. 

This is history , which was also a mistory to many.