Your Patel versus Our Patel
“My statue is taller than yours, and more divine
My history is real, and yours droppings bovine
You say you are now what you think you are
But we are the ones to tell you who you are
“What do you mean there’s another point of view?
There is only one version, and that’s ours. Shoo!
Gandhi and Nehru, or that man called Sardar
Are subject to our approval: Khabardar!
“Your archaeologists are good for mythical gold
And history as we see it must now be retold
Like television’s Ramayana and Mahabharat soaps
I hope our Patel builds our masses new hope!
“It’s a small matter, then, that his party was not ours
And the Sardar fought our kind as he built up his power
History is now history, we can Photoshop its hues
And mix saffron with tricolour as we sing the new blues!
“As Napoleon said, tis but fable agreed upon
Written by the victors, not vanquished hereon
So what matters is the tale, and new twists in the plot
We’ll package it smartly so it is well-bought.”