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Tishya Singh

Tragedy Drama


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Tishya Singh

Tragedy Drama


Silence Speaks Thousand Words

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.


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