I feel like saying sorry today,
I feel as if I am running away from what I am supposed to do today
She was not my sister
She was not my lover
But I feel as if I am that girl today.
She must have cried, but I didn’t stop
She must have felt the pain, but I never thought
It was a moment for me,
But it was a life for the girl whose efforts went in vain
I’m answerable to no one today
But someone inside me is asking me uncomfortable questions today
I know in a nation of 125 crore people,
I am just one life
But am I a life?
Or a dead body with privileges like reading, thinking, eating and talking,
But not taking concrete steps.
Who should I blame today?
Who should I appeal to?
Is it the government or police to be criticized or me who let this happen
Today, is not a death of nation,
Today, is rebirth of my evil livelihood.
Today, I’ll not cry,
Today, I’ll not die,
Today, I’ll not say why.
Today I’ll try.
Today, I’ll try to respect life
Today, I’ll try to love my wife
Today, I’ll not beg for anything from anyone,
Today, I’ll not complain,
Toda,y I’ll try
Coz I know if everyone decides to try
Then it’ll happen.
The society would change.
Then I’ll say that I survived.
Then she’ll feel, she didn’t die.
But she made us try
Making sure that all of us live and smile.
~Angad Singh Abrol