Friday, March 10, 2006

The Sound of silence - shattered..

“Did you check your mails”, an excited co-worker yelled.
“Why they have announced yet another hike or what”, asked a bored soul.
“No no, there may be a holiday tomorrow ‘cos of some bandh”, continued the co-worker, packing off her bag.
Silence was all the bored soul could give for a repartee. Silence and maybe a verse, though of course the verse is not going to make any difference to neither the bomb blast nor the bandh, not even to a callous co-worker. But at the moment this is all she can do.


Thick black smoke in a holy city,
A little girl evoking so much pity.

Bombs replacing the sound of silence,
Is this what a believer gets for all his years of penance?

Innocents mired in a little game THE OTHERS choose to play,
Where the keywords are attack, kill and slay.

Is a bandh the best reply?
When terrorism is still being bred by the sly.

Or can we choose to ignore it and the pain?
Believing it is always “someone else” who gets hurt in vain.

Can we not put an end to all of this?
And lead a life of eternal bliss.

2 Comments:

Blogger littlecow said...

A bandh is supposed to be a mark of protest. But how many days have we actually felt those tremors? It has merely become a free holiday that everyone cheers and feels happy about. But ironically, every bandh has an unhappy origin...

2:09 AM  
Blogger Ducking Giraffe said...

Sometimes, how can you help not celebrating, when you don't connect even remotely to the cause of bandh....

11:23 AM  

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