A huge shadow of grief
on the horizon of loss
envelops the pain
of collective deprivation
hearts crushed
bodies wounded
words meaningless
yet potent like poison
better unspoken and unread
Tag: India
Migrants
Sleepless dreams
barefooted anger
hands to mouth life
that you tore apart
Hapless and clueless
dying questions on the lips
churn in the stomach
clammy palms
up in a prayer
Being normal
Conformity is a major building block of the giant superstructure of Normal. Normal keeps the engines of the human structures of society, culture and politics, oiled and running. Those who stick their necks out and decide to create their own path and walk or even better, sprint on it, are not ‘normal’. On the other hand, conformity is the way to go for the most because it ensures survival. The jagged edges of exceptional do not bruise their inner child, who is scared as it is. Fear ensures conformity and courage challenges it. Courage leads to extreme successes and failures and many times failures are the stepping stones for success and vice- versa. Success is like walking a rope above the ocean of conformity. This is so because, success thrives on exceptions and challenges. Success needs its own path. Do you still want to be normal?
Just weird
Tied around
is the sash of weird
threatening to become
the veil of weird
why women
you are just weird
Din
In the constant clamour
and the din,
the voices of reason are stifled.
The helpless voices on the periphery
can’t even reach
the windows of their homes.