Vitasta is Calling

D N Kaul 

What has come to pass,

No one worships my waters.

I do not perceive any more,

The soothing sensation of temple bells,

I can not hear the pacifying

Whispers of morning prayers,

No one ever lays flowers on me,

Your Joys and Sorrows with me?

You no more perform,

Birthdays, Yagnopavit,

Have you stopped sharing,

Marriages, Shradhas,

Even I am not informed of,

Deaths, on the Tenth Day,

I can only hear the ruffling noise,

of Klashnikovs,

I am overlayed with,

Corpses of innocent people,

I am imbued with human blood,

My Banks are haunted with tribulation,

Where have you vanished,

where have you fled away,

you are the inheritors,

Kashmir without you",

will not be "The Kashmir'.

Since the sun has started rising,

I have seen you mastering challenges,

You have survived the shocks of,

As many centuries of alien tyrannical rule,

You became the intellectual masters,

Of every power that subjugated the country.

And today,

You Are hounded out

Humbled and reduced to penury.

You have with you the,

Blessings of Khir Bhawani,

Shakhti of Sharika,

Spritual powers of Amamath,

Guiding Torch of Lala Ded,

And you have had my waters.

My water is no less effervescible,

Then why you feel hapless and aloof?

You stand united,

Under single Leader,

Speak one voice,

Tug in on direction,

And fight for your resettlement,

Your honour and integrity,

I am still flowing And Longing for Reunion.

D.N. Kaul डी एन कौल

Indore

You (You here means KASHMIRI PANDITS)

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Courtesy: D.N. Kaul and  1991 December Koshur Samachar