As the UPA-Left drama on the Indo-US Nuclear Deal plays on for yet another day, Offstumped readers can retire for the weekend with a long nucle-yaawwn listening to this Jagjit Singh, Chitra Singh ghazal (courtesy this blogger) to get an inside perspective on the latest soliloquy at 7 Race Course Road (the previous one can be found here).
Manzil na de charag na de hosla to de,
tinke ke ka hi sahi tu magar aasara to de.
Maine ye kab kaha ke mere haq me ho jawaab,
lekin khamosh kyun hey tun koi faisla to de.
Barson mein tere naam par khata raha fareb,
mere khuda kahan hai tun apna pata to de.
?Beshak mere naseeb par rakh apna ekhtiyar,
lekin mere naseeb main kya hai bata to de.
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Cute…bechara PMsaab, the old windbag claiming to be in poor health, I mean seriously. Maybe if he had ANY friends in the Congress, or in any UPA allies, OR the Left parties, OR the opposition, someone would feel sympathy for him. But spending his entire career as the Gandhi clan’s manservant means that nobody cares, nor does the public.
Good riddance, Mr. MMS. India’s history books will maybe rate you higher than Morarji Desai or VP Singh or Chandrashekhar, if you’re lucky.