9th to 16th January 2012.

I stand staring,
The serene scenery of the sunlight vicinity.
So quiet, so quiet as if sacrilege being otherwise.
Is all her inhabitants in exodus?
Oh! What a mournful Monday morning!
Everything stands still, stands still: water supply, electricity,
Filing stations, markets, hospitals, transportation e.t.c.

Lonely streets breadthless, fruitless.
All that moves stock and stoic.
A proviso induced by unpopular policy,
For the leadership is insensitive.

All heads across the states hit the ceiling roof.
These angry agitated minds fused and start,
Firing on all cylinders to eliminate outrageous decision.
Here and there placards took over the sickly streets.
Hungry horrific fagged faces already bellicose,
Protesting the leaders adding of insult to injury.

From 9th to 16th January, this country came to an acatalectic halt.
Zillion of income was lost; so they say.
But who cares when not used for the boon of all.
Afterall it was a free fraud seven days!

Until their demands made, no going back, no work.
But like a bolt from the blue,
The front heads compromised their integrity and jeopardized all efforts.
So the seven days of doom dawn; no fruition; people disappointed.