By Younis Kaloo

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The day is as dark as night

No boundaries of windows, walls and corridors

In the beginning it is dark, so it is at length

Only visibility is the darkness-draped dependence

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It is too dark

Darker than the pellets fired

That besides sight replaced the tears too

Not even a hand before my eyes can I see

Oh! I can’t read my own words either

Neither can I see my mother’s face

That, when all felt pale and gloomy

Stimulated me into the courage of life

And now, even if I cup that in my hand

I can’t see but feel her tears trickle down

Now, I am called blind, a helpless human

But there is a lot more to this helplessness

(Younis Kaloo practices Journalism in Delhi.)


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