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Dinsha Hemchandran

Tragedy


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Dinsha Hemchandran

Tragedy


Everyday Stories

Everyday Stories

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On a bright Sunday evening

The house looked tensed

There were murmurs and sweats 

Preceded by the rhythm of cutlery clanking

The boy inside is frantically upset

And he is in rue with all his wrongdoings.

But for his awe, dad patted his shoulder, pulled a chair closer to his

"My son let us have a talk" hesitant for a second.

 Chest stiffen, heart beats faster, 

ants swimming in the ocean sweats. 

"There is something you should know"

The son with his troubled mind 

may have a Panic attack soon. 

What is it that I should know

That I don’t know yet? 

Is it about the trigonometry I've no idea about? 

Or are they getting a divorce

He flustered upon the thoughts

While his dad looked pale and confused

And the big question arises, loud and clear,

"Do you know how you were born? "


On a bright Monday morning

The genesis of knowledge was 

filled with students tired and half-asleep

The teacher entered the class 

Weary and ashamed of something 

kids were curious about it. 

She wrote on the board 

With white bold chalk 

"Human reproductive system" 

There was a silence on the right side 

And anticipation on the left. 

The teacher sprouts out misconceptions

Building stigma in the minds of the little souls 

Girls that talk to boys are 

A sin for the society and shame for her parents. 

Nina seated in the front bench 

Is now highly in regret 

About her feelings of desire 

To the boy seated across

Radha seated in the last bench is feeling suicidal 

Since she can't tell if she is pregnant 

Because of her uncle's touch. 


On a pitch-black Tuesday night

The wife was tired of working like a genie in a Chirag

 rubbed more than thrice

For the work she never liked 

She desired for the bed and 

Fantasized a deep sleep. 

But oh! Her husband had other plans

He kissed her slowly but she didn't respond

I'm exhausted she said 

You shouldn't be, he commanded. 

We would've made love and I would've felt heaven

But now when you thrust me upon you

With your gruesome smirk 

There isn't a part left in my body 

That I'll ever love

But even her words didn't have the voice in his lust

Just like her consent


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