[nukkad] Bacchi Chup Hoja

["aryaone" <>]

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  Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company. 
                 - Mark Twain 
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Dedicated to All the Murdered Fetuses of India
Dedicated to All the Burning Dowry Brides of India.

MAARAN MARAN

Bachhi, chup hoja, tujhe mar dalenge yeh log.

Yeh teri ma nahi, Dayan hai, tuje kha jayegi 
Yeh bap tera baipari, kimat nahi chukana chahta hai

Yeh Hind Desh hai bacchi, yahan teri koi keemat nahi
Ya tujhe bikna hai, ya jalna, aur koi chutkara nahi

Yeh Geeta aur Mahabharata ka dhong racha kar katal karenge
Yeh Krishna kahe kar kangal karenge, Ram kahe kar rulayenge

Yeh to Ved ki harami aulad hai, ek nahi char vedi mar hai unko
Yeh mandir pujari aur insan juwari, inse koi umeed nahi

Kaash ke tu kisi kafir na-khuda ke ghar paida hoti
Tujhe bada pyar milta, ma ka anchal, baap ka aagosh milta
Tere bhai tujh par nichhawar hote aur teri parastari karte
Tere dada aur mamu tujh par naz karte aur pyar se bhar dete.

Kya? Tu chup nahi ho sakti? Ayr lout kar ja bhi nahi sakti?

To kachu nahi kiya jaye. Abh tujhe katna hoga.

Ja tujh par yeh ek kafir ki dua hai.

Aryabhat.















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