Kavyanjali

" All humans are selfish " I mumbled scratching on my notepad gritting my teeth. " Oi,  I'm a human too! " My friend gave me a disbelieving look. " Yes, you, me, we all are selfish  " I said, zipping up my bag.  " We don't have a choice dear " she said, rolling her eyes. " Yes we do. To let live " I said barging out of the class.   My fellow classmate suggesting to dump all the waste in high seas in our environmental law class had got me on my nerves. I absentmindedly made my way to the ferry station. I, the insignificant helpless human took a seat on the ferry by the window, when the lady sitting next to me just threw the plastic bottle in the water. I stared at her for a second and shifted my eyes to the poster pasted in front of the driver's cabin "Save our home" was written in bold blue letters. A happy dolphin smiled back at me and my heart sank.  How do I save you dear ? The next day on my way ho

I sense my words leave - the tip of my tongue; out my mouth And into the air But I doubt if they ever reach your ear. I let you hop on to my words and take you inside my mind but you couldn't even recollect anything you've seen 'cause it's in your own world-  you've always been. I want to talk  about nothing and everything maybe it doesn't concern you at all; But all I want is you to listen! and if you don't, I'll put my words in prison.

The more I tried to hold on to it, the more it kept slipping through my fingers; my hands covered with blemishes As I tried to redeem it from the embers. I shut my eyes tight when it dropped and shattered into a million pieces slashing my skin and awakening old scars and my life was left with new holes  and creases. I didn't peg it for a tempest when it embraced me like a gentle breeze; Gouging painful voids in my heart And leaving me in the cold to freeze. So I stopped banging on the cold doors, Which were shut right on my face . I was done running and chasing and I let go of it, like it was just another phase.

 

The one who bore me; Willingly bearing with me; My teacher: the first and the best Who toughened me up to face the worst When I ran upto her with brimming eyes; complaining of how the world wasn't nice, She chose to be an honest guide  Rather than holding her arms out wide. From her womb to this world  I have lived, loved and learned  I owe her for all that I am today forever as hers will I ever stay