To The Editor

the grass grows
so does nationalism
amidst talk of rationalism
some are rabid
some are vapid
I love my country
who will understand me?
I am not rewriting history
to me it is a mystery
I understand God
but not God men or women.
To me all this is bad omen.
Sir, now I am told that all I read
was wrong, shall I burn my books
give them to the rooks
my degree
my filigree
and all that is left of me?
Truly yours,
in despondency.

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India. He has been writing and publishing poetry for the last thirty years, and his poetry has appeared in numerous online publications. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding and currently is a senior academic in India's Indira Gandhi National Open University. Read other articles by Ananya S..