horn ok please...

It's all your's for a while to share ...
Just how many years begin with new year in a year ...
All we have seconds, minutes,hours, days and months ...
And still very few moments we prefer to share...
When colors are bright and flags right ...
And we keep them changing hands and shoulders to move on...
The new people have found a fresh identity in those fest and feasts...
Quietly forgetting they send us songs of communal harmony...
And synchronized culture...
and still we love to celebrate them with the 'others' at bay...
We have so much love for the stones and fabrics with colors...
We hoist and fly...
And just hesitate to look at those tri- colors and...t
he straps in them torn in communal hate and killer instincts
with no sign of shame on our national face...
and human appeal...
How we meet and share those happy new years on internet
years after years with words and lines...
like we meet on the high ways...
those paint peeled sos signs of warning...
Horn...OK....please...

-- Pradeep Deshpande (Socio-Eco-Political Writer)