Silence Speaks Thousand Words
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As I was crossing a bridge,
In my car, stuck in traffic,
With loud music and bumps all the way,
I saw some people in a haste.
I wondered what work they had
In the middle of the road
With boards and banners and posters in their hands
And in the dark, their candles glowed.
"Throw away your vanity!";
"Find your humanity!";
And more such words were written
On their posters and boards and batches;
And they were all women.
They spoke of nothing, Summoned nothing
Yet I could listen to their screams.
They stared with their red eyes
And tears coming drop by drop,
And their silent deadly cries.
And then I remembered
What I read two days back;
"A young girl was tortured and slayed,
For returning home alone in the darkest of days,
The culprits running away,
And no one coming for her aide."
Amidst all this, they didn't speak.
But then the clouds started speaking,
Rains came down from heavens
Perhaps the Gods were also mourning.
And the traffic got lighter, the cars ran away.
With no one paying attention, or for a while, wait.
To show sympathy or mourn with them,
All were busy, and all went away.
The cars behind me blew horns at large,
But I heard of nothing, only their cries.
Their sorrow, their pain, and their misery,
Their fight against injustice.
The horns grew larger, and I came back in my senses.
They didn't wait and started marching away.
And still no one spoke, only horns and clouds,
And there went the crowd.
And that day I learned something,
That words aren't everything.
Sometimes silence speaks a thousand words,
If only they aren't misheard.