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By
Sunil Sharma
Silence of the urban spaces
Silence is—
Sending an e-mail
Not getting any reply
From close friends.
Not getting even a plastic smile
From a stiff colleague,
Smiling at others
But temporarily lost-n-grim,
After seeing you
In the narrow office corridor.
In a family function,
Relatives bypassing you,
And serving the rich folks
You, part of rented furniture
in that gaudy hall.
When you expect a short visit
From an estranged brother or sister,
On your birthday,
And
Not getting a customary call.
When close neighbours,
Suddenly
Switch on their imported mobiles
In the elevators,
Discussing business
While you become an etched obscenity
on the moving wall.
When the date deserts you
For a better-looking person,
With a better-paying job.
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