Bouts of Patriotism

Four lions back-to-back
Each facing a different direction
Roaring, raring to go…

saffron and green conveniently divided
by peace talks – white veiled valley
The wheel of time hardly moved an inch
Spokes speak a spiky story.

Approaching 60, a major landmark
Let “spirits” gather…
To cheer a mere 3-run victory
And then die down… or fade into a weak shadow-

A thin line between fear and helplessness…

Mid-August and late-January
Bring tears of patriotism to the eyes
Barring the losses and wins in cricket.

Free! In the true sense…
Unbound, unattached…. Unaffected

Cheers!!!