𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐡𝐢-𝐙
By Frank Raj
I like to think that Gandhi-ji is leaning
over the railing of some quiet balcony, seeing
Gen-Z in the streets, their voices convening—
a soft thunder the government wasn’t expecting.
They arrived in Delhi without swords, only phones
their placards handwritten, their courage home-grown,
turning avenues into peaceful zones
where even silence felt overthrown.
History, that old wise librarian, blinked
as the youth marched past, perfectly synced,
each step a reminder of how power shrinks
when truth stands tall and refuses to sink.
So here’s to our Gen-Z who stood unarmed,
yet left the powerful visibly alarmed—
a generation quietly, beautifully charmed
by the idea that peace itself can be disarmed.
And now, dear youth, don’t loosen your hold—
don’t let loud promises turn your resolve cold;
see this through until democracy’s gold
is restored, unbroken, as the elders foretold.
I imagine Gandhi-ji smiling at the sight—
crowds luminous in the monsoon light,
proving once more that even gentle might
can bend the steel of a nation’s blight.
Or maybe it was that quiet Sermon on the Mount,
the one Gandhi carried like a hidden account—
and Gen‑Z felt it too; the Christ‑light that did fill
their calm resolve, guiding by grace not ill will.
@XeriternP22914 @rupamurthy1@khanumarfa India and Indians have lost the ability to differentiate between Truth and Falsehood. Good and Evil. That is the situation today- not the issue of secularism or democracy.
@rupamurthy1@khanumarfa India is religious and corrupt because of its religiosity which has no true spiritual basis. It can never be a genuine democracy.