Tuesday, December 15, 2009

It happens, it just happens

Today I have found out that if husbands die, wives have no privilege to cry.....I found it all myself at the death of my friend's father. Just like any other deaths..... normal in silence abnormal in emotions.The day just like any other one calm and quiet .We expected this to happen any day any time. But when the frozen better half was brought she could not make hold of her emotions.She bust out the feelings she compressed for the past two to three hours breaking the great silence which those who came managed to construct and enhance effectively. The whole world came around her just to tell "you are not supposed to cry here".What else is she expected to do , not to cry and then to what?Not to cry and that's all.She had to give up her freedom of expression to nothing.Would anything reveal her off her crying at that moment? I was a decent spectator...decent in all senses. Still one among the minority not allowing her not to cry.

9 comments:

  1. Great na............ just like seeing the invisible................U have better vision and imagination
    .............go on

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  2. yaar not bad but i think in the same theme i studied a poem in my school days may be in 44444 or 5 std

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  3. the dark side of society........
    yet onces helpless

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  5. hi upasana, nice work...is't orginal or ur unacceptable imaginations?..adutha bloginayi kathirikkunnu

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  7. athira said...

    yes!!! its her imagination... she always want to point out such realities.. as i know her..

    & @lekshmi.. its such a gud blog as i told uuu da...

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  8. gr8 job simply super proud of u my dear frndnd waiting for ur nxt one
    its soo crystal clear straight frm the heart
    which makes it pure nd simply perfect.......as a stream of consiousnes touch is der

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  9. di poratte poratte feelings ullinu varate mm mm, eni mirror matti sehathinde kanugalil noki imagine chai. mm bhavanagal varate. njan kannil eye drops ozhichu kathu erikyam mm.

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