I Heard The Silence Roar

Some Lockdown Realities in Perspective

A single pointer that marked the onset of Lockdown, following a deadly virus attack on humans, to me, was SILENCE. It made the greatest noise in the last eighteen months giving birth to some things beautiful. Chronicling the beauty of silence thus, became imperative.

I heard the silence roar, Rumbling like a wayward thunder, Emanating from empty roads and Neighbourhoods, It’s Aroma balm-ing the air with tranquil, Spreading like burnt camphor. It flew past my empty balcony, Smiling through my laptop My insomnia, my auto-correction, my forced isolation — Probably yours too. A magpie perched on my balcony Looks inside, Transparencies of that window glass And me, Caged, silence like cacophony, jarring Through my cerebellum, Let me not surrender to this ‘silence’ revolution Outside, Let me hum the tune of the humming earth, Cuckoos by day, crickets by night. The buzz word not work, but ‘words’, As it came pouring like monsoon rain, Summer scorch, winter chill, Cascading through my mis-spelt words, Anti-depressant days, sedative nights, They came flooding through rhymes, Through un-rhymes, through my existence. And the words found me. Probably you too. Running between the walls of My solitude, Jogging with my racing mind, Diving deep into my loner self — , The silence now belongs to me, Now, I belong to the silence-symphony.

Thank You Thomas Plummer, Francine Fallara, Ivette Cruz, Gurpreet Dhariwal and Blue Insights for providing a home for my insights.

Thanking everyone for taking note!