The second one from the last poetry slam. This ones called Log Kya Kahenge. The words... Log Kya Kahenge I think I was two when I first heard it. At first, I thought it was a question I needed to answer, Only later did I realize that it was hardly that; It was their way of telling me I couldn’t be a dancer. Arre arre arre, log kya kahenge??? What do I know? I wanted to shout. But I was small na, they’d have just shoved a nipple into my mouth. Then I said I want to become a writer; To wit, they said “Why don’t you become a painter?” “Why?” I asked, indignantly. “Arre, obviously. You’ll make more money.” Writer banegi toh log kya kahenge?? I could only stomp out of the room, But not before they swept away my dream with a broom. One day I said, I want to see the world, “No need for all that,” I was told; Yet another dream of mine lay crumpled, I was just expected to fit into their mould. You can’t just go like that. Log kya kahenge? I don’t care, I felt like saying, But I stopped myself from “misbehaving”. “I just made some spaghetti,” I said ecstatically; “What? No subji?” was all they asked me. “When you get married, you can’t make all this!” they said; So I learnt how to fry puris and forgot about baking bread. “Spaghetti??? Arre log kya kahenge???” I wanted to tell them to at least taste what I’d made, Instead, I just gave it away to my maids. “I’m in love,” I sang out loud; But obviously they were there to burst my cloud. “What is his name?” they barked at me; I said, “Her name is Annie.” Are you mad??? Log kya kahenge??? Finally, I asked, “Woh kya kahenge?” “I’ll just tell them that I’m gay.” Now see where I am today, Locked up in a white room far away. They don’t come to see me, They just send me some money. They probably think I’m contagious, They think they’ll catch this “disease”; They’ve left me all alone, They don’t even call on the telephone. As I stood by the open window, Little by little I felt my resolve grow; And just before I hit the pavement, I sent up a prayer, very silent- Let nobody become like me Let nobody become like me… The next morning I was front-page news; But still, all they said was “Ab log kya kahenge??? Ab log kya kahenge???”
Posted on: Sun, 20 Jul 2014 15:32:42 +0000
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