She had to attend the party without a choice
And knew, should dress up to match the place
She
could hardly afford a party wear
And
she was scared if she’d be the worst
Music
on and lights flashed
All
took their glasses and reached the floor
Dance
they called some movements crazy
Fun
they had, at least they thought
All
wore their best but none was the best
All
danced their best but none was the best
A
trial to hide their fear, a trial to show their figure
To
please someone, to prove something
She
felt alone, rather aloof
She
found a place though felt out of place
A
few hands and eyes invited her
She
made her choice to do what she felt
She
took her plate alone and chewed some food
Just
to heal her hunger pang
Music
loud, decibels high,
She
remained there still among the crowd
Bottles
empty, glasses full
They
drank and danced in groups and pairs
Normalcy
to ecstasy and then to the shallow idiocy
Happy
faces to pathetic phase, lost their ground a bit, for sure
They
dragged themselves, no smile was left
Either
lust or tiredness felt
She
sat there still, found her stillness in
Beyond
the sound and light, travelled afar to a world anew
Contented,
peaceful, tranquil she felt
To
be what she is, to remain in her space
The
moving crowd didn't move her a bit
She
knew her place wasn't there to sit
She
couldn't shop in malls so tall
But
the smile she wore let her stand so tall
Beyond
'have to', 'must' and 'ought to'
She
flew to a height where she could just 'be'
...poor Rich girl!
ReplyDeleteGreat thought beautifully penned, Sindhu:)
Thanks for the compliment,Amit..
ReplyDeleteShe flew to a height where she could just be, be herself, be without any pretense. A poignant tale, shunning the shine and living with what we have.
ReplyDeleteYes Saru..'be' is for like minded people to comprehend..if I complete the line it will be like explaining the reality of the real!!!
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