Profusely Confused

Looking outside the glass window
Zooming past the warm silhouette of the night..
A lonely lamp post
A shadow of a ghost..
A swaying tree
A man walking in glee..
A few plastic bags
A girl in rags..
A solitary traveller
A hippie reveller..
I turn back to the book in my hand
And let my soaring imagination land..
I listen to the end of Led Zapplin putting up a stairway
Next up is Bon Jovi screaming how Frankie said he did it his way..
I stop my ipod, put the book to my chest in a warm hug
And listen intently to this train's chug chug..

P.S. Random lines that came to my mind and put them down during one of my train journeys from Bombay to Delhi..

While scanning channels on TV tonight, I bumped into an episode of Crime Patrol on Sony Entertainment Channel; a biography of a guy called Satyendra Dubey (names, of course were changed in the show) (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satyendra_Dubey).. a man of idols, who went against all odds and tried his two bits to expose the corruption involved in construction of Golden Quadirlateral (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Quadrilateral).. and was killed, for being right.

He could be inspiration for millions, for standing by his values. He could be idol to billions, who when young have big dreams, but once they grow up, lose the courage to walk the right path.. because the right path brings pain and there's no turning back.

Bhagvad Gita describes the avatar of Lord Vishnu as:

"Whenever righteousness wanes and unrighteousness increases I send myself forth.
For the protection of the good and for the destruction of evil,
and for the establishment of righteousness,
I come into being age after age."

In this Kalyug, the Lord Vishnu can never take his last avatar: Kalki . Not that he has not tried. He has, in people like Satyendra Dubey, but he gets killed.

P.S. There could be many such stories like Satyendra Dubey and not mentioning them here in no way demeans the courage and sacrifice of those. Salute to them all!