Remembering Partition
चादर-ए-फ़लक पहने, पुराने क़िले के दीवारों में गूँजते रह गए
खानाबरदोश आँखें जश्न-ए-आज़ादी में वतन-ए-अज़्ल ढूँढते रह गए
#RememberingPartition #Refugees#PuranaQila#Delhi #1947
When I was a schoolboy and was given my own room, I established the Republic of Rumia with myself as sole inhabitant and Supreme Dictator General For Life. Rumia was where my imagination was fertilised, where my toy animals became a reserve forest, where my cars had a highway built for them, and where I was king, rebel, police, pirate...anything I wanted to be. Rumia disappeared when we moved away to a smaller house. It is for me the natural name for my blog.
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