This is a poem dedicated to the common man of India. The one, who is middle class. I wanted to publish this in hindi only but now publishing in English so that everyone can understand easily.

What we are and where we belong (?)
Disco & pop are replacing folk song,
We talk about globalization at the cost of identity,
While chasing endless dreams, meet harsh reality.

I am a common man,
I am an educated common middle class man.
Normally I am lost in crowd,
On my patriotism still I feel proud,

Whenever there is a morality debate I shout high and loud,
Otherwise you will find me like a sun hidden in the cloud.
When I strictly follow the rule,
You look at me as if I am a fool,

When in childhood I was studious in school,
You called me not so hot, a little cool.
When I sincerely stand in a line,
People feel it is waste of time,

During elections I am much in demand,
Although I never get any command.
Whenever there is injustice done to me I raise my voice,
The rulers of the country say ‘bear it as you have no choice’.

Till yesterday you have fooled me now and then,
No more you can tame the lion in his den,
As now I have picked up a pen.
I am a common man,
Mind you, I am an educated common middle class man.

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I am a common man
But I am an upper middle class man,
I am a symbol of snobbish clan,
I am not so common, so you can call me uncommon.

I don’t care for the prevailing corruption,
As I am always looking out for softer option.
Compare to the rest I have different priority,
For me foremost is my family’s safety.

I have got a luxury sedan and a bungalow,
I know how to avoid tax and escape the Law.
For holidays with family twice a year I go abroad,
My children have the liberty to litter chips packet on the Indian road.

In the park or on the road my dog has the freedom to urinate and defecate.
As I have the money...