From my own cage!!

Though there’s nothing big to discuss

Have to share this topic, now

I just opened my door today

Stepped out for a while this evening

Not on the road, to my own balcony

To put some manure and water the plants

As soon as I started, came a stupid old man

As if to relax on his balcony

Best time for sightseeing, idiotic creature

Was seated in comfort, staring at me

Felt if I could pick up a stone and fling it on him

I wished that it would bring me some comfort

But I can’t do a thing, will our society tolerate

A poor old man being stoned?

So poor me, took all my tools

Stopped my work and climbed down the steps

As soon as I reached down, he went inside

But even if I climb up again, that imbecile would come again

Tomorrow dawn, before light spreads

I must go again to tend my plants

Bitter gourd, ladies finger, tomato plants, forgive me

I must check the time even to pour some water

I will tie around the green garden net, but

I won’t be a sight for a worthless old man

Only a solace; a bit of comfort

I have my own Malayalam to write this down

To read, I have my friends

A few souls who are human

Thank God, one more day got over

In my own cage, where there’s no freedom

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 The translation of the original poem in Malayalam is less expressive. But still those who feel the pain of being stared at, just because you have a human body, will understand what I am trying to say.