"Are you standing in the election?"
"Yes,I am, standing all the while,
When my leader keeps his larynx busy,
Waving to the crowd and vetting its emotion ,
If it were she, I should stand many steps away.
At times my leader would protrude his tongue,
Scolding me for not standing properly.
With folded hands I remain standing,
As a symbol of patience,resisting my rues.
The passion for power patronizes my patience.
The false smile on my fragile lips,
The begging pair of eyes that I hardly close,
Besides my acting arms and legs,
Are nothing but bogus preludes to
My swearing- in day, after which,
I will spread my wings of power to swagger.
If defeated, memories of my standing sessions,
Will stay as self made statues, slapping my power dreams.
I was standing with the fond hopes of becoming
A sitting legislator,never to stand up and speak for a cause,
But at the next election I would resume my standing course.
My only grouse all through the standing campaign is that
I have never been allowed to stand at ease".
P.Chandrasekaran
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