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Rhythm of Melancholy

As I enter the field
I was taken aback
Ban Jallikattu
Seeing the sweltering onlookers
gathered in huge sum
to pounce over me
to prove their might
in the name of sport
in the name of culture
in the name of tradition
Ban Jallikattu
I was stabbed and jabbed
With spears and knives
My tails twisted, sometimes bitten
My ankles broken, even crushed
Ban Jallikattu
I was even jumped over and
Dragged down on the floor
I took a mad dash
On my way out
Piercing down the crowd
Ban Jallikattu
Hoping for it to get over soon...
Hoping for it to get over soon...
Rhythm of Melancholy Rhythm of Melancholy Reviewed by T R Gowthama on 13:07 Rating: 5

15 comments:

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    1. Rightly said Alok. This sport has been revoked from ban ordered by SC. Utter cruelty!

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  2. Some weird customs we have!
    Well written.

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    1. Exactly.. This is what our culture teaches us, violence!

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  3. This is merciless. Where is Peta? I think when it comes to our traditions, we allow every kind of nonsense. Moving poem.

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    1. PETA is an organization working for animal rights, people for ethical treatment of animals. I still can't understand the cultural significance in it.

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    2. PETA is based on UK. In India it is in Mumbai.

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  4. Your poem is like a bull in a China shop...pun intended!!!Loved this..live and let live!

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    1. Only difference is the bulls are the people and the China shop is the bull!

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  5. Oh poor thing.. I thought Jallikattu was the event where they run the oxens through the fields. This is one is a little sad for the oxens :(

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    1. Terrible and pathetic vinay.. It should be banned.

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  6. Sad but it's very hard to make people understand.

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    1. Yep extremely hard.. Poor creatures.

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