The Death of Humanity

Humanity is dead, 

It is their funeral today. 

Venue, you ask? 

On the street of Intolerance.

Turn left on Phobia, 

And you will see the building of Privilege.

Reach the floor of Misogyny, 

Don't confuse it with Patriarchy, 

They may look the same, but they aren't.

You will find the hall of Racism,

In the darkest corner of that floor; 

Enter through the gate of Casteism, 

Carry your identity cards along too. 

Otherwise, you will be termed "Refugees".

But what will you do at the funeral? 

Nobody is in attendance at such a mania 

Because it's not trending on social media. 

~ Suranya

Ek Kahani Aisi Bhi

 Barso purani yeh baat hai, 

Choti si ek ladki thi;

Dil mein uske aas yoon jagi 

Apni kahani dhundne nikli thi.

Kaha kaha na dhunda usne, 

Kaha kaha yoon bhatki thi; 

Galiyon mein, logo mein,

Paharo mein samunder mein, 

Yaha tak ke baarish aur dhoop mein bhi, 

Apni kahani dhoondhti firti thi bechari.

Par afsoos, usse uski kahani nahi mili. 

Zindagi ke kitaab ke kuch panne adhure thee, 

Anjaan sa ek darr tha aur kirdar bade ajeeb thee.

Logo ne kaha jhalli hai, 

Utpatang si sapne bunti rehti hai, 

Kya bekar mein aas lagaye baithi hai.

Aise milti hai kya kahaniya?

Jaise bazaar mein bikta koi khilona?

Par yeh dekho, ek din aisa hua, 

Ke yoon achanak kahani dhundte huye

Woh mujhse aake takrayi.

Woh lekhak nahi, kavi nahi, 

Par baaton mein mujhko bohot bhaayi.

Aur usse achanak aisa laga ke shayed

Usko uski kahani mil gayi.

Iss kahani mein dekho woh thi 

Jaise hamesha hona chahti thi Azad. 

Khush. Thodi si pagal. 

Iss kahani mein main tha.

Jaise uski kahani ka ek bada romanchak kirdar. 

Woh kehti thi main hawa sa usko disha deta hoon 

Woh ek patang jaisi, 

Mere bharose urti raheti, 

Iss vishwas ke sath ke main woh hoon 

Jo bhale na rahe uske paas 

Par usse girne nahi dega.

Sawal bohot puchti thi woh. 

Pata nahi yeh pyar kaise hota hai?

Log dard mein kaise jeete hai?

Yeh rishte kyun ulajhte hai?

Aur ulajhte toh koi suljhata kyun nahi?

Aisa nahi ho sakta

Ke hum pyar kare bhi aur nahi bhi, 

Hum sath ho bhi aur nahi bhi?

Aur iss sab mein bas woh ek kahani mil jaye

Jisse saalo se dhund raha tha dil.

Kahi yaadon ke panno mein koi reh jaaye,

Ya dil ke ek kone mein koi bas jaaye.

Hum haste huye yoon alvida toh keh de 

Par milne ki aas reh jaye.

Humari choti si kahani mein, 

Aisa bhi toh ho sakta hai na?

~ Suranya

Raped

 "I was raped."

"Prove it", they said.

"But you caught the monster!"

"You can also be an imposter."

"Why will I do that?"

"Your clothes, your attitude

Your religion, your caste 

All point at you as guilty 

Question you, we must!"

"But what's my crime?"

You are a woman, enough said."

"I am a Dalit too."

"Casteism isn't the issue."

"Why do you say your caste so proudly then?"

"It is not a case of hate, let's reason."

"Then why was I chosen to teach a lesson?"

Endless debates, TRP on rise, 

But in the end, no surprise 

I had to pay with my life, 

While you kept your vanity and vice.

~ Suranya