Never Going Away

                                                           

By Bhavya

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I nearly lost someone I loved.

And I wanted her back. I wanted some magic to happen and bring her back to me.

But she’d never come. Ever.

But magic would happen.

She won’t go away. She isn’t going away.

I want to hold her hand and her to hold mine,

The way we did when she was sitting on the bed with me beside her.

Both of us were helpless and unable to speak.

One because of illness. The other was too afraid of choking up.

Oh, I love her so much. And she loves me back.

She didn’t want to go. I didn’t want her to go. No one wanted her to go.

Then Cancer, why did you do this to her?

Why did you do this to us?

I miss her.

She is the Sun, and a bird. Happy and free.

Like a child, innocent in her being.

Cancer, why did you do this to her?

Cancer, why did you do this to us?

Everyone adores her – her family, friends, colleagues, and society.

Cancer, why did you do this to her?

Cancer, why did you do this to us?

Dear Cancer, do you know

How she cracks silly jokes to make us laugh,

How wide she smiles in a room filled with the laughter of the people she loves?

And you snatched her smile and our laughter from us.

Cancer, why don’t you answer?

We asked the doctors, they don’t know.

Cancer, why did you do this to her?

Cancer, why did you do this to us?

Tell me, why?

I shriek at the walls.

Tell me! Tell me, why?

“Cancer is nowhere to be found. It’ll die with her.”

But, did it?

No. No, it’s not the end.

Real life tales also have happy endings.

She once spoke to me, albeit with a lot of difficulties.

Her eyes shed a thousand words. Her lips spoke five. Five magical words.

“It isn’t in my blood.”

“It isn’t in my blood” took possession of me.

Those five words weighed more than hundreds of words by hundreds of people.

She’s never going away. Her words are never going away.

And that is where I begin.

And now I am determined to make her words and this world realize

That cancer can’t kill people. Cancer makes them stronger.

Love, I know for sure you’re much better off right now.

With no pain in your brain anymore.

Wherever she is at present, she must be busy impressing the world there.

And I here, am doing the same…making life better again.

Diffidence

                                                                   

By Neelesha Dhawan 

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As the steam from your cup
Mingles with the fog
And your sighs create
A sheet of dismay on your glasses
I know
This is the end
As your lips quiver
With the hotness
The hesitancy in your touch
Is tangible across the stall
With a slight dampness
Your gaze travels
Lingers a minute
Before dissolving again in the cup
And as your sighs create
A sheet of emptiness on your glasses
I know
You have lost your articulation
Yet again
And as the steam from your cup
Mingles with the fog
I know yet again
That you’ve lost your audacity
Yet again
And tonight
A mug of liquor
Will do the job
Of what a cup at a stall
Could not