COMMON MEN.

I am a common man by force and not by my choice. Everyday I go out my wife keeps herself in anxiety that if I will come back safe and sound.I have lost many of my relatives in past due to no other fault of them for being a member of common men.I lost my grandfather at Nellie in Assam during 1983. I lost my brother at Delhi in 1984 and my brother-in-law at Godhra in 2002. I bade farewell to my nephew at Bombay in 1993 and my niece at Mumbai during 2008.So many of my near and dear one lost their valuable life not due to their any fault, but by default of being a citizen of this country and a common man.

I have seen the colour of death in my childhood when I was barely 4 years old. At Silchar Assam on infamous 19th May 1961, I first saw the colour of death, that is black.Everyday after that I died innumerable occasions, in different places  in this globe and reborn with pain of hope that ended with despairs. 

I lost my child now at Kolkata and also at Kollam. My eyes do not have tears any more and eyeballs are dried up. I have watched the f**king politicians (who are actually between corpse of the prostitute and long tail of jackass) trying to take advantage of all situations depending upon their own political gain and I being the most idiot of the time always thought myself as owner of all wisdom in the earth, tried to weigh in the scale that who is a better politician and which is a better party to govern me, to anoint my festers who would be the best. In this way one day I saw, they have butchered me into small pieces, they minced my soft flesh in ideal pieces, comfortable for them to cook and at last they fall upon like hungry beast to taste the cuisine! What a cannibalism! Alas, tiger's flesh is not tigers prey, but MEN IS THE COMMON FOE OF MEN. 

I carried my own corpse in the vicarage,it is me only who tore into pieces at morgue and I bade farewell to my mortal remains in misty eyes, because I am the common men. BECAUSE I AM A COMMON MEN.