Anhad ka Baaja

Imagine: I open the windows in the morning, And I don’t see soldiers outside my house. I pick up the phone and invite my parents over: They are here for lunch: Just imagine. I go shopping on my bike

I have written a poem You have led a protest march He has resigned from the IAS She has borne witness for the voiceless We have crossed our collective fingers You have held your collective breath

Stones are thrown silently Pellets are fired silently Men are killed silently Women are widowed silently Children are blinded silently Silent as the grave, they say Now we can say, Silent as Kashmir