the one

Maruti Naik
2 min readMar 12, 2023



Of all the thirty crore and some
he is the only one
never holding a weapon
he stands
like all of us mortals
arms on waist
a bit flustered
tad apprehensive

despite everything
summoning courage
to face
the gathering storm

Not for him
a golden throne
to lounge on
fawning wife
at his feet
a brick
his humble perch

like him
she too stands on a brick
side by side, an equal
a true better half
completing the other

his skin
burnt by the sun
just like the person
standing next to me
he stands
anyone can pay a visit
and say

no matter
the books you may have read
the wealth you possess
the caste you were born into
the religion you profess

for him no dialect is impure
for him no being, superior
he waits
for everyone

an 80 year old person
bows to an 8 year old
who has just visited the lord
and addresses him as

the kid
and the withered man
dissolve into one
into divinity
like Euclid finding
the ultimate parity
“all things equal
to the same thing
are equal to
each other”

based on Baab Niranjan Takle’s speech at Amravati and his explanation in a Twitter Space.



Maruti Naik

I write to remember. I write to remain honest. I write to leave a bread crumb trail for my daughter. I write to relax. Trying to impress my better half, I write