There was no way out,
I was trapped,
Out to the balcony,
I faced a row of watchful houses,
Towering on me,
As I walked down with hands on the railing…
Alert, curious eyes were always present,
As if guarding my balcony,
Scrutinizing each and every move of mine,
Breathless, I ran down the stairs, on to the streets of Inderpuri,
Still, there wasn’t a way out…
A crisscross of narrow lanes,
With houses kissing each other,
Cars parked on both sides,
Lanes of this locality seemed under constant observation,
I ran, praying for those colorful and luxurious watchtowers to end,
Up came new blocks,
More of such similar lanes,
There simply, wasn’t a way out…
A few overcrowded parks,
Deprived of air to inhale,
Seemed mocking my exhaustion,
Signaling towards the never-ending blocks,
As if laughing at the futility of my attempts,
Only to find a place to be able to breathe,
A place to escape the constant scrutiny,
A place with no residence watching over you…
I turned back,
Ran towards the main road,
Ran out of the cluster of blocks and lanes,
I finally could see an unbent road ahead,
Could get rid of those residences,
I finally could walk on streets not ours, not yours, not mine,
Soon, I realized this road would never change,
Sure it would lead me out of Inderpuri,
But then what?
A new locality with the same road,
The same cars zooming past,
Weird strangers walking up and down,
Once, tired of this main road,
A turn into any of those localities,
Would once again trigger the scrutiny,
Land me amongst those blocks,
On those watchful lanes,
No different from the ones,
I just left behind…
Debaroon’2012
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