No Adieu

It isn't easy for me to let go.

Believe me, I mean every word I say.

Forced by life, I've made a choice though,

Which makes it impossible for me to stay.

Maybe, I’ll move on to better places.

Yet, it will never feel the same as this.

New surroundings and different faces,

Everything about here, I shall truly miss.

But to the old ones and the new,

I’d say, that this world is small indeed.

So I will not, for now, be bidding adieu.

All you have to do is call me, whenever you need.

And do think of me once in a while.

Reminisce all the good times we’ve had.

If someday my memory, makes you smile,

Know, that somewhere, thinking of you, I’m just as glad.

- Kartik Shastry

Saragarhi

Let us remember the battle of Saragarhi,

And that one fateful September day,

When a vast sea of Pashtun warriors,

Was, by a handful of Sikhs, held at bay.

Greatly outnumbered, though they were,

And knew that an option was flight,

Each of the one and twenty Sikhs,

Willingly resolved, to stand and fight.

And while brave, in their own right,

The Pashtuns, misjudged the Sikh men,

Several proceeding to their slaughter,  

Like lambs entering a lion’s den.

As wave upon wave, crashed against the post,

Threats and offers, in plenty, were made,

Yet, so resilient was the defenders' will,

Until the end, they remained unswayed.

With courage, as their one true master,

And honor, as their steadfast guide,

They faced their enemy with fervor,

And died for their principles with pride.

Aware all along, how the odds were stacked,

Instead of fleeing they chose to succumb,

And through a show of their unparalleled valor,

Taught history, how legends, men become.

 - Kartik Shastry