IS THIS THE INDIA WE DREAMT OF?

IS THIS THE INDIA WE DREAMT OF?

Amidst the dead, the wounded, the stranded, we hear the silent cries for justice.

Of people, away from their loved ones

Of people, suffering from hunger

Of people, being looted and cheated

Is this the INDIA we dreamt of?

Are we proud to be Indians?

Its time to think and think again

We hear the silent cries for justice

Of 5 years olds, being raped

Of women, being harassed and abused.

Of the 21 years old, who never came back home

Is this the INDIA we dreamt of?

It's time to think and think again.

We hear the silent cries for justice 

Of women, being stabbed and charred

Of the girl child, being killed in the womb

Of the daughter, who was married in exchange of a car, few kilos of gold and many thousands of rupees

Is this the INDIA we dreamt of?

It's time to THINK AND THINK AGAIN...

We hear the silent cries for justice

Of thousands, gathering to protest

Of parents, who want their daughters to be safe

Of girls who have the right to roam freely even when dark

Who should we blame?

The police, who is a part of crime as much as the accused are

The common man, who suffers silently the inflicted pain.

Or should we just blame ourselves?

For compromising to live this life…..

For not standing up for our rights…..

For forgetting quiet conveniently the last rape, the last murder

Or the last domestic abuse…..