Pashmina Does Not Speak
Pashmina Does Not Speak1 min 14.1K 1 min 14.1K
I wonder, them buying Pashmina in Delhi
If they know it has been rinsed with blood!
How would they? Pashmina does not let a drop
Even if it's squeezed through the ring.
Perhaps like TV channels it has learned
To remain silent, Pashmina does not speak.
Or if they taste the gun powder in the apples
Mixed in the soil where it was seeded.
What misery they did not recognize
When saffron changed its fragrance,
They savour the smell of burning flesh
Believing it pure and fresh saffron of Kashmir;
Believing as the advertisement say.
How would we know it all, don't expect!
When we travel beyond the Himachal
We travel a different land, and for the rest
We are mere tourist, To us Pashmina does not speak.