<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547366" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Breaking News: 21st November'07</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">With unsteady steps of spree we have walked <br>The night and afternoons. <br>He and I on those alleys that now lie dead.<br>Desolate and crying.<br>The tear gas has done enough to make the<br>Cityscape weep, weep through a series of days<br>To come. And the blood that was smeared on the<br>Rear window of my car today and<br>The shard that pierced his skin <br>and the fire that veiled vision in <br>the most familiar lanes... the most unfamiliar state of things.<br>I encountered death in my Heaven, <br>As television screens flashed yet another<br>Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We never knew why we were stuck, <br>May be just another traffic jam, <br>A little prolonged, he guessed.<br>'Traffic load increasing fast in this city'<br>He calmly said. <br>Hardly could we know then that the city is in fragments.<br>Its heart has been wounded and pierced, <br>Its lungs almost choked with ashes of <br>Violent protests. Buses, cars burnt...<br>And the blame game has started yet again! <br>As television screens flashed yet another<br>Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The reminiscene of some people's political ambitions<br>Flew in the city taking shape of injury and trauma.<br>As sanity bled in open air<br>in the social ampitheatre.<br>he and I lay clueless, feeling betrayed<br>In the same roads that had pampered <br>Us for long... fury and fear were never so strong.<br>They knew not what they were fighting for, <br>With beastial intent they played, <br>Our democratic ideals fell short of<br>Accomodating a writer's (Nasreen's) pen...! ! <br>As television screens flashed yet another<br>Breaking news: Kolkata erupts,21st November,2007.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Torsa+Ghosal">Torsa Ghosal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547366" data-title="Breaking News: 21st November'07 de Torsa Ghosal" data-description="With unsteady steps of spree we have walked The night and afternoons. He and I on those alleys that now lie dead. Desolate and crying. The tear gas has done enough to make the Cityscape weep, weep through a series of days To come. And the blood ..."></div> </div> </div>

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