As my country gently weeps...

Cut her, break her, divide her.
On any other day, I'd have said, she will rise again.
But not today.

I am but one person.
And I want to make a difference before they destroy her completely.
But how?

The stealth, the dirt and the audacity of a handful of people conspiring to annihilate this country is beyond me.
We can see.
The people of this country can see through you.

Yesterday, democracy was being torn to bits before me.
And all I could do was watch in frustrated silence and helplessness.

I am but one person.
And I watched my country gently weep.


*In memory of a state called Andhra Pradesh

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