Yayavar
My blogs
| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Location | India |
| Introduction | I don't want to carry words anymore. I don't want to live with someone who barters her soul. Granaries full of grains meant happy faces. It now means millions of empty stomachs. More engineers means more are rendered homeless. An economist prime minister makes more poverty. Sweat was sweet, now vile. Honesty bore human pride, now is dehumanized. Injustice was a shame, that shame is a national pride. When security is dreaded, mighty fears a miser. When silence is more dignified than words, I speak through my gaze. It is that old woman who had loved and hated, was angry and sensitive, was furious and tender. |