Hey you…no one is you
An evening sitting near my very loved window, raining heavily outside , drizzling inside, blurry eyes….was only wrapped with one thought, is it necessary!!
I have to smile back ,even if I am not willing to, just to confirm ,how courteous am I. I have to give reasons…shirking my face…dying with guilt, if I get late one night. Is it necessary!
I have to visit to console them, what if they need their space !! registering my presence for the sake of socialism. Is it necessary!
So what if I fail, so what if I cant rock the stage…still…. I have to convince them…I can do it. Is it necessary!
I was broken inside , I wanted to cry loud , but I couldn't because they didn't want me to.
The smile which I gave, the reason which I put ………my visit for consoling, the logic for convincing , the tear which I held …will be sufficient to satisfy them? Is it necessary!
may be you won’t get me, because even this is not necessary and its’s ok because no one is me and that is my power!!
nothing is necessary ,if we don’t find it so.
