My Silent Identity

Someone asked me who are you?

I said ...

I am...then a pause..silence... I am...then a pause..silence...

I am the wife of Mr. ABC,

I am the mother of a beautiful kid, abc (junior ABC),

I am the daughter of martyr General XYZ and wonderful woman whom I call Maa,

...That's all...I am done....and a long pause!

Silence.....

No name, no personal identity,

I don't know who I am actually.

It's been ages,

Everyone identified me as a relative of someone.

And even, I also accepted that I am someone's someone,

And that's my identity.

But no! It's not true,

I have my own identity.

But, it is silenced by the noise of relations.

Now, I will de-noise it and filter it,

So that the world could know the true me.