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  • saifgallant 2d

    Joker Modi.

    History will record him as a joker who screwed an economy, a polity, a nation's image, internal/ external security, healthcare & education.

  • vijtrn 3d

    #सियासत #मजहब #फतवा #खुदा
    #religion #god #politics
    #tarunvijभारतीय #tarunvij
    #hindiwriters #hindi #qotd #hindiquote #worldofmiraker #writersnetwork #writerscorner

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    सियासत तो चिंगारी महज़ है,
    असल बारूद तो मज़हब बनाता है।
    ये दौर फतवो का है साहब,
    यहा खुदा बात-बात पर खतराता है।।

    © Tarun Vij भारतीय

  • quoteinterest 3d


    We vote in order to not quote our worries.

  • bravetraveler 3d


    She helped her husband put on his robe as he walked up to Jeffords and the TV to listen to what they were saying.

    "So, what kind of dog do you have?"

    "Dog? What dog?" The AG asked and Sanderson looked at him with a scowl on his face.

    "Dear? Do you think a man that called us six months ago asking if his sons goldfish would wake up if he flushed it down the toilet, would own a dog!" Mallery said.

    "Yes, thank you for reminding me to stay grounded when I judge people."

    "Bumblebeetuna? Why are you guys talking about--what are you doing?"

    "Watching what you tried to prevent me from."

    “No!  You, can't watch this!  It's toxic. Go out there and show that you're the only sane one remaining.  The last man standing. Sanderson, look at me, you were selected because of your--"

    “Don't go there Jeffords.  I know exactly why the hell I was picked to judge this case.  Don't think you were doing me any favors!” Sanderson said.

    “Listen to them out there...You hear that?  I haven't seen this since, well, I was going to say the Simpson trial, but due to the circumstances and the time we live in, this is history's most important case.  You were selected for such a case. Sanderson, don't you see? This will be history, just do what you do best. Don't be swayed by the public temperature and climate.  Ignore all those cameras out there!”

    “That's scares me, that you as AG of this country of ours, would say that given the time, the Simpson case was less important.  Suddenly, I feel so much better that you're in my corner. Jeffords, with a straight face look at the color of my skin. By the way, speaking about time and the Simpson trial, have you ever heard of Rodney King?” The judge started walking.  “For Christs sake, Archie.”

    “Yes, of course.  He was Mike Tyson's manager or something.  Even a Snapple fact would ask that! I'm kidding, man relax.”  Arch Jeffords said.

    “Relax?  I'm a black man who happens to be an esteemed revered judge who was just asked to take the seat of one of the best Supreme Court's eight judges chair, and boy do I have a feeling a lot is riding on the outcome of this case.  Well, the answer for your boss is no!”

    “Sanderson, calm--what?  No? Did you just--" Sanderson interrupted the Attorney General again.

    “Why?  Why would he do that to me?  For the American People? Oh, put my ass in stuffing!  I'm retiring after this case. And yes, before you ask for the third time my answer is no.  I'm too old. I want to just read mysteries at home on a kindle. This is actually a case I'm not going to let be hacked away by the media dispute that circus out there!”

    “Did you just say you're retiring, Sanderson?  You just said no. But, you've been offered the seat of a Supreme--”

    “I don't care about the fucking seat, Jeffords! Sorry, but that was the third time. I'll tell you what I'd like to be offered.  I'd like to take my gavel and shove it up the POTUS ass for allowing the media in my courtroom to be frank with you!  As if this is some--” The AG interrupted the judge.

    “I'm going to cut you off this time from further verbally assassinating my boss.”

    “I'm sorry, but I needed that.  I think I'm ready now.”

    "I have to say, considering today's huge event and circumstances, we just talked about a spiral ham which there's no way given how much I love a particular food can eat during the most stressful times, some dog I pulled out of my ass, my fish bumblebeetuna named from Ace Ventura not the Tunafish brand, a gavel being--nevermind that part that wasn't part of my plan to distract you, and you declining the best job offer. Meanwhile the press is thinking right now we're scrutinizing everything about today's testimony. This whole time she's been your--"

    “My wife, yes! My kids are watching this and both are currently attending law school.  This may be the end of their careers before it's even started for them.” The Judge's wife interrupted both men, telling him he needed to go out.

    "I knew you remembered my spiral ham! The Archie Jeffords that just behaved this way was a stranger to me. I underestimated you. You are special! All this time as those people shouted at my husband, you've been distracting him." She grabbed his cheeks and smiled.

    “Sanderson, wait a minute.  Let me tell you--Sanderson?”  The judge opened the door. “Wait! I picked you because of the man you are. Yes, the President will rescind his invitation for the nomination for the chair if this all goes to smoke, but that's not why I believe in you! You're an incredible family man that raise two brilliant adults with Mallery. Their only going to law school to uphold the law that you represent!. The fact that you helped me calm down a six year old boy when I dialed your number by accident and meant to call his mother and you still cared. You're an incredible man! Listen to your instincts. And the gavel--nevermind, no pressure!” The AG said and Sanderson shook his head while transforming his face and entering the courtroom and out of his chambers.

    (I submitted this so any writer can see the dialogue and how it works. This is of course, a novel. I understand now having been new here, that this platform isn't a place to submit a whole book, but maybe short stories or chapters from my novels like this, which is the intro. I HOPE THIS WILL MAKE WRITERS ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT WRITING WHETHER COMMENTING OR MESSAGING ME, IM ALWAYS HERE TO HELP!!! I also edit work, and ghost write for free. All I do is write! I love you all love and peace!)


  • bravetraveler 3d


     On the LED 42 inch television, hundreds of people were protesting outside of the Manhattan courthouse as CNN showed live feed.  He hit mute and listened outside the window.

    “Husk, you left wing horses ass--" He turned the volume up and looked back to the screen and saw a man jumping the barricade and start screaming, but it was bleeped out.  

    “Huh, the media did something for us after all.” He said.  

    He,of course, is the Attorney General of the United States.  He was gauging the temperature of the American people as the final moments counted down.  He flipped through channels after swearing not to watch any tv on this day and finally breaking just five minutes ago and grabbing the controller off the secretary's desk that worked in the back chambers office.

    He watched as the streets littered with police officers trying to stabilize any control they could manage.  Attorney Jeffords was briefed by New York City's Police Commissioner, and told how much support would be included and how well the protection of the building would be made by him.  He depended on the NYPD because he didn't trust the word of the FBI. This testimony was the last thing they wanted on record or heard at all for that matter. Nevermind the media's presence.  The AG heard the judge flipping through documents on his desk at the last minute.

    “What about the media?”  The judge asked.

    “I didn't say anything about the media.”  The AG lowered the volume of the TV.

     Most of them of the people outside were all holding signs and chanting, so the judge could hear them.  He looked out the window at the massive crowds of protesters here demonstrating for the appeal of the defendant.  One sign said “A TERRORIST IS TESTIFYING! AMERICA?” He looked frazzled as he looked at the person. He closed the shades and looked at the TV and saw his face peaking out, “It appears the Attorney General is interested in what the people have to say.  Look at his face that he's making. He seems to be displaying uncertainty in this case. Harold what do you think is going on in those chambers?” He changed the channel.

    “Shit!  Fuck me!”  Jeffords said.  The secretary stopped in her tracks and looked at him as he slowly turned around realizing he wasn't alone and spoke out loud.  

    “Sorry, I just realized I didn't leave instructions when to feed my dog.  It's nothing.” He said as the Judge looked above his glasses at him and the secretary.

      The secretary looked at the screen and shook her head.

    “Here, it's time you eat something.  I remembered that it's your favorite.  I made sure to keep plenty of leftovers for you.  Go on, now.” Mallery was holding Tupperware of food in it and Jeffords looked at it like it was a shit sandwich.

    “I...I rather not...ate.  I ate, yes!” He smiled at her and she looked at him curiously.  “I ate already is what I meant to say. Thanks, but I'm so full..of...food.!”  Mallery walked away mumbling, “Full of bs!” He looked back at her wondering if she just said something.

    He then looked and saw his face looking out the window again, so he changed to another channel.  The view from the camera captured a mass of protesters and above the towering historic courthouse.  They then showed old footage from the defendant's previous trials in which this appeal stemmed from.  Their were protesters outside another courthouse chanting for the 12 jurors inside from the street below.  It was a time not too long ago, in a liberal state, with liberal and Democrat people mostly, demanded the defendant found guilty of capital crimes he committed and the actual murders he produced felt like a tragedy to all people feeling the pain for Mr. Ford then.  

    He remembered how passionate everyone was about Ford getting justice.  Three books were written within a year. It was when he was hired and tasked with getting Ford the justice he deserved by the President and promised him he would.

    He thought about the sign he just saw and how Ford was now said to be a terrorist, or colluded with the most wanted one.  He was the most hated man this week.

    He listened to a police officer from below outside.  Law enforcement was mainly concerned about the minority of the people behind the barricade, and voicing their belief for Mr. Ford. Some of them were iconic professors that received PHD in the least, and doctrines in philosophy.  It was a small group, but it still reminded him why he was here in the first place.

    All of the mob of protesters were now affectionate towards the man they called an animal and monster just two weeks ago.  They were now affirming their belief against taking another man's life. But it all became so murky and the lines blurred this week.  

     The news anchor assured the viewers watching, that the screen is correct, that the display on the right upper hand corner of the screen was indeed live from the state of New York, in New York City downtown Manhattan, and despite the state not supporting the death penalty, it was possibly about to be granted from such a state because capital crimes were committed against a federal agent, involving murders.  

    The state no longer had the right to stop it from happening.  A surrogate said something that stuck out to the AG who was thinking about so many things related to this case.  “Loophole for criminals it seems.”

    He knew he shouldn't have watched the TV.  He broke his rule.


    He sighed when he heard the news anchor say that they're switching to their live coverage inside of the court house discussing the case of the appeal.  Inside that very courthouse and behind the courtrooms chamber doors, his head was in his palm as he stood, ordered to be here by the POTUS to support the Presidents candidate and of course, make sure this case has no hiccups, which now was an impossible feat.  He rubbed his eyes thinking to himself that he's the goddamn Attorney General of the United States, not a cleaner!

    He couldn't help but stop the secretary who had been running around the office like a wild turkey.

    “You, what's your name?” He asked the woman trying to take care of the chaos for the judge.

    “Mallery, Mr. Jeffords.  We've met at a Christmas dinner last year?”

    “Mallery, why won't you stay still?  Just. Stop. Moving. Try it. Come here, look?  See all these people?” The AG was pointing to the television screen at all the live protests across the country with mobs of hundreds of people in cities.

    “Oh, I don't like all this nonsense.  I rather not watch it.”

    “You rather what?  But--you're the secretary of Judge Husk.  How could you not know what's going on and the case he's on?  Everything going on around this country!” He asked perturbed.

    “I live it all day.  I don't go home and watch it too.  I like to go home and read romantic novels on my kindle.  Simple!” Mallery said. The AG was stumped and looked flabbergasted at her reason.  How she found it so simple and had a easy solution.

    “Simple?  This man killed a lot of people, tortured many, even.  To put it mildly, he's a psycho! And now the main person who he's hurt--"

    “Jeffords, leave my--I believe you said secretary?  Leave her alone please. I'm about to take the stage.  I need to clear my head. I appreciate the support, but I've already made my decision, so you can move on to the next candidate.”  Judge Husk said.

    "I understand, but Sanderson don't you think it's wise to have a secretary that's aware of all of the masses joining throughout the United States in demonstration for the defendant not to be sentenced to death because they all feel he didn't commit capital crimes due to the fact that the main witness testifying today has just been accused of colluding-- did you say you decided?”  The AG asked.

    “She's been working with me for twenty years and is my wife, Jeffords.  She also has a PHD and her own practise. She's fully aware of what's going on because shes married to the man that constantly has his finger on the pulse.  Mallery, tell Jeffords why they're doing these actions, please?”

    “Wait...did you just say your wife?”  The AG asked, but judge Husks wife answered his question.

    “Because they believe the federal agents, most important the federal agent who testimoney, weren't really working for the United States government.  The star witness is starting his testimony today and is the victim to the defendants many barbaric crimes and is that federal agent.  Are you all set Sandy?” Mallery said.

    “Sandy?”  The AG repeated with a bitter face.

    “Yes, dear, thank you.”  Sanderson Husk said.

    “If it makes you feel any better, I did see you make the same face you're making right now on the TV just a few minutes ago.  That's for not remembering the ham I made at the dinner last Christmas that you didn't stop thanking me enough for, saying you wish you could eat it everyday of your life.  The same ham that you looked at five minutes ago like it was the plague! Look at you now.” Mallery walked away smiling.

    She helped her husband put on his robe as he walked up to Jeffords and the TV to listen to what they were saying.


  • pranay_ 4d

    Politicians after five years :-

    "Ullu banaya bada maja aya...!"

  • poetishq 4d


    Khaaki Ki Aur Khaadi Ki
    Raajneeti Avsarvaadi Ki

    Raajneeti Me Dekho Bhaiyaa
    Sab Avsar Ki Maayaa Hai
    Jisko Jo Avsar Milaa Hai
    Usne Utnaa Hi Paayaa Hai
    Bhrashtaachaari Ameer Ho Gaye
    Imaan Sabhi Ne Ganvaayaa Hai
    Ameer Udaayen Mauj Yahaan
    Gareeb Sochen Aazaadi Ki
    Khaaki Ki Aur Khaadi Ki
    Raajneeti Avsarvaadi Ki

    Netaaon Ki Nasl Zahreelee
    Jisko Das Le Mar Jaaye
    Inki Kutil Chaalaaki Par
    Lomdi Bhi Dandvat Kar Jaaye
    Paanch Saal Sir Par Chadhte Hain
    Apnaa Dosh Jantaa Par Madhte Hain
    Kabhi Koi Sawaal Kare To
    Sab Galti Fariyaadi ki
    Khaaki Ki Aur Khaadi Ki
    Raajneeti Avsarvaadi ki

    Log Yahaan Firte Bechaare Hain
    Hadtaalen Bhi Hain Aur Naare Hain
    Sansad Goongi Bahri Ho Gayi
    Jahaan Balaatkaari Hatyaare Hain
    Apni Gathari Apne Paap
    Pahle Aap Pahle Aap
    Vikaas Ke Naam Sabhi Ne
    Desh Lootaa Aur Barbaadi Ki
    Khaaki Ki Aur Khaadi Ki
    Raajneeti Avsarvaadi Ki

    - Himanshu

    #Raajneeti #politics #goodmorning #good #morning #post
    #goodnight #good #night #post #return #comeback #khamosh #silent #angry #relations #shayari #shayar #sher #ghazal #gazal #kavita #poetry #poem #reality #hindi #urdu #poets #poet #writers #writer #love #pyar #ishq #mohabbat #india #indian #hindustan #hindustani #dil #heart #story #pod #mirakee #Himanshu

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    ख़ाकी की और खादी की
    राजनीति अवसरवादी की

    राजनीति में देखो भैया
    सब अवसर की माया है
    जिसको जो अवसर मिला
    उसने उतना ही पाया है
    भ्रष्टाचारी अमीर हो गये
    ईमान सभी ने गँवाया है
    अमीर उड़ायें मौज यहाँ
    गरीब सोचें आज़ादी की
    ख़ाकी की और खादी की
    राजनीति अवसरवादी की

    नेताओं की नस्ल ज़हरीली
    जिसको डस ले मर जाये
    इनकी कुटिल चालाकी पर
    लोमड़ी भी दंडवत कर जाये
    पाँच साल सिर पर चढ़ते हैं
    अपना दोष जनता पर मढ़ते हैं
    कभी कोई सवाल करे जो
    तो सब गलती फरियादी की
    खाकी की और खादी की
    राजनीति अवसरवादी की

    लोग यहाँ फिरते बेचारे हैं
    हड़तालें भी हैं और नारे हैं
    संसद गूंगी बहरी हो गयी
    जहाँ बलात्कारी हत्यारे हैं
    अपनी गठरी अपने पाप
    पहले आप पहले आप
    विकास के नाम सभी ने
    देश लूटा और बर्बादी की
    ख़ाकी की और खादी की
    राजनीति अवसरवादी की

    - हिमांशु

  • zeestpoetry 1w

    न भाजपाई, न कांग्रेसी
    न वामपंथी, न मैं मौन
    ज़ीस्त की जाणां में कौण


  • amit13saini 1w


    K: stitched my flag ?
    Flag maker: No, but why you need flag?
    K: to show my identity
    FM: but you are part of bigger identity
    K: So! I still need to express mine. Also, this is how it has been since 5 decades.
    FM: why you want to express ?
    K: its a fundamental right
    FM: it would show you separate
    K: how exactly
    FM: today it is flag, tomorrow it can be...
    K: are you high ?
    FM: this is what they say
    K: what about your own opinion ?
    FM: but we already have an opinion.
    K: of separatism ?
    FM: that is your opinion
    K: who said that ?
    FM: they
    K: are you high ?
    FM: stop complicating it. Why you moving round and round
    K: that's what I am saying. Keep it simple and stop aggravating.

  • anjanakoi 1w

    भारतीय पत्रकार,
    सुना है आपने, आँखें मूंद ली है,
    सत्ता की गोद में खेल रहे हो,
    झूठ बेचते हो,
    बहुत अच्छे,
    हमें भी सच नहीं भाता,
    आखिर जिंदा भी तो रहना है,
    बाकी देश का क्या, ,,,,

  • urania 1w


    Of course he will not notice me,
    He is all business and politics.
    And I’m all arts and sciences.
    There is a detail,
    Politics goes hand in hand with science,
    And art is business.


  • larubialoca 1w


    nobody these days.


  • larubialoca 1w

    The New Freak

    I have my own opinions
    Im not always politically correct
    I think for myself
    I respect other's rights,
    And I expect the same
    I dream big,
    I work smart and hard
    Im not perfect,
    But I always strive to better myself
    And follow my heart,
    I don't want everyone to be the same,
    But rather, I want us to coexist despite our differences,
    Embrace them even...
    I don't fall for extremist bullshit,
    I don't support only my rights,
    I don't fight for equality
    While expecting special treatment...


  • musaafir_ 1w


    आधार-आम आदमी का अधिकार
    लूट रही कोठियाँ सजा है बाजार
    टूट रही हड्डियाँ पसर रहा श्रृंगार
    कम होती रौशनियाँ लखटकिया चश्मा बेकार
    फुटती किस्मत सुनिस्चित उपहार
    वाह रे नारा
    आधार-आम आदमी का अधिकार
    झबरा टमी गोद में कौआ मैना बेकार
    चेस की झंकार यहाँ पानी का अाकाल
    कंदन की दमक बाँझ व्यापार
    खुशहाल ज़िंदगी बदहाल परिवार
    बोलो भैया
    आधार-आम आदमी का अधिकार


  • anjanakoi 2w

    क्या खूब तुम्हारी नीति है,
    औरों के साथ जो हो कोई
    वो भ्रष्ट, दूषित, दुराचारी है,
    पर साथ तुम्हारे आते ही वो,
    निष्कपट, अजर सच्चाई है।
    क्या तुम कोई भगीरथ हो,
    जिसकी गंगा परछाईं है।

  • adiilah_toorabally 2w

    Promises you have made
    Dreams you have shown
    Look now at the consequence
    What we got is a world of darkness


  • ddn_rjs 2w

    Political Gogira

    निजाम के सांठ गांठ से नीरव कर गया पीएनबी में सन्नाटा
    और निर्लज्ज सरकार मारती है किसानों को कर्ज का चाटा,

    जाति धर्म का नफ़रत फैला करवा देते हो दंगा
    तुम पापियों के पाप ना धो पायेगी मां गंगा,

    अब भी जिस देश में लोग रहते हैं भुखा-नंगा
    वहां का चौकीदार पहन रहा है लाखों का अंगा ,

    कहते थे लव लेटर नहीं लिखेंगे देंगे मुंहतोड़ जवाब
    दुश्मन मुल्क के घर जाके खा रहे बिरयानी- कवाब,

    गुरु चुल्हा जलायेगा पकौड़े तलेंगें शिष्य
    बेरोजगारी के मार में ऐसा होगा देश का भविष्य

    56" का ऐलान हुआ कि अच्छे दिन आयेंगे
    जुमलेबाज जल्दी ही हम तेरे बुरे दिन लायेंगे,


  • ascended_breath 2w

    Different Features, Same Creatures

    Skin pigment is the imaginative figment which makes us fight

    Though all become helpless as they dream during the night

    Who cares about skin color when without air, no one can breathe?

    To end a life due to hue means the mind has you deceived

    See, Bankers and government officials are not the slightest bit dishevelled

    When man murders man at the common folk level

    They rather prefer the warfare which has defined human history

    So long as there be something to keep the masses in misery

    Because people confused and in chaos, give them reason to rule

    Divided along fallacious lines, we can then pimped as tools:

    Men versus women, the "educated" against fools
    Black versus white, Muslims against Jews

    See, division isn't only a subject we teach in schools

    We live it when we stare with eyes that show intent to duel

    We do this even though the ego plays us for a fool

    And submerges us further into a world grotesque and cruel

    We should kill the wait and elevate with love unconditioned

    There is no place someone should feel unsafe in this vision

    But, instead, we chase wealth in hordes before we take the last breath

    As we give into the urge to stuff our coffers before death


  • ascended_breath 2w

    Name That President...

    Weak and corrupt, though he may appear tough

    Egoic thoughts of self keep Caesar in lust

    Land, gold, and control consume his mind, body, and soul

    Fairy tales he sold to get them out at the polls

    Now they protest the beast in mass numbers on their streets

    A move to impeach? Surely a likely feat

    Because spews of idiocy meshed with destructive capability

    Make human tranquility almost an impossibility...


  • hritwikrudra 3w

    ||सियासी लूट||

    मेरा पंजा बस लेता है.... दुख के टुकड़े अच्छे लगते...
    तुमको मरना है मर जाओ, भूखे मुखड़े अच्छे लगते...

    ---- सौजन्य : "लोकनायक" नेता जी