Ham na rukenge

Tum daraoge
Ham phirbhi larenge
Tum rokoge
Ham aur aage badhenge
Goli sau chalaoge
Ham khare hai sina taan
Laakh maaro hame
Denge hambhi jaan
Par na rukenge ham
Chalte rahenge
Haath main liye sangbidhan
Jai bhim jai bharat gayenge
Tum khoon bahane ayoge
Ham usi khun main nahayenge
Ham jai bhim jai bharat gayenge
Tum daraoge
Ham phiribi larenge
Tum rokoge
Ham aur aage Badhenge

CHECK MATE

I'll not wait for the night to eat me up
Nor will think of the day to save me
I'll jump off the clif if that's what it takes
For this World a better place to be

I'll cut off ties from whoever holds back,
Fly my kite underneath the mighty Sun
I'll take down my guard if needed
but won't forget at times to blaze the Gun

I'll be the savior when you want me to
Will take on the evil forces as i go along
I'll be best and worst for what it's worth
I'll not be the toy who just sings one song

I'll question everything that is done
I'll not take oppression as a fate
I have had enough of your mockery
Now it's time for the pawns 'check mate'

Takes only one for love to show

Let's burn the walls down,
Let us make bridges instead.
It doesn't matter who have hurt you,
One drop of beat and we can be dead.

There is no point to nurture
the ghosts of failed friendships.
Let us make the bridges strong
and burn the walls to crisp.

Make the apologies heard
Take the sorry as you go,
It takes two to fight but
only one for love to show.

                                        - Sudipa Adak

Sawaal

Mandir main shiva dhund loge
Masjid main khuda dhund loge
Thori dur isa bhi tumhe mil jaye,
par bina dhunde insaniyat,
kya raza dhund loge?

Mazhab meri puchoge
Kafir mujhe bula loge
Naam hamari uchaloge
Par puche sawalo ko kaise taaloge?

Subha ko kaato ge raat se
Insaniyaat baantoge jaat se
Par yaankin ko kaise loootoge?
Roko ge kitne haath se?

Har us khamosi main,
Bhar ham lakho sawal denge.
Ham har nafrat ke andhere main
Mohabbat ka ujala daal denge.

Desh mera lut chuka hai

Dur khare hai Sangbidhan ke rakhwale
Naqab posh atankio se dara hua.
Choutha stambh yaha khare puche hame
Do chaar maar pari to kya hua?

Ho to tum deshdrohi,
Wo kya kahete hai 'Urban naxal' ho
'Azaadi' mangi thi tumne
Ye lo british jaesa atyachaar lo

Gaddi main baitha bole
Vaat mango, jaat denge
Aur police yaha khara bole
Saath mago to laath denge

Mangna hai to hinsa mango
Puri tumhari fariyaad hogi
Usse zyada kuch na mango
pta hai na kya uske baad hogi?

Chikho ge chillao ge par
Lath parenge baar baar
Jitna bhi tum afsos jatao
Aur niche girenge ham lagataar

Durachario se hame hai matlab
Wo hamare karyakarta hai
Maathe pe jinke haath hamare
Wo thori na kisise darta hai

Chalo saaf karo yeh raasta
Raja ji nange ghumne wale hai
Tum aankh bandh karke baitho
Dekho ache din ke ujale hai.