The self is no high scorer,
past was as low as the bottom line,
they said slow and steady wins the race,
rose to average from the bottom,
desires to get to the top,
works to get, I desire what,
all have their own puzzels,
so I don't complain when I cant study,
when someone dies,
when tension roams the house,
when problems surround,
I won't complain,
but how do my mind will listen
when it doesn't know how to control,
when there are 2 swords in my heart,
and intend to self-harm,
now I doubt myself, if it is right or
wrong, how high should I see.
Ministry of Chai and ISL
I was in the “Ministry of Chai” a cozy cafe around 6 to 7 PM. I parked the scooty and stepped inside. Ordered an Adkrak Chai and sat down beside an empty round table. Engrossed by my own thoughts, I started reading Mritunjay, facing all the other customers. A couple of pages flew past the eyes, as the chai reached my table. Songs dissolved in the air. As I cool the chai, I see an adult couple mingling. A family in the distance, and a group of deaf people in front. I sipped the chai, and the warmth brought with it the realization of cold. With it came the realization of how silent the conversation of deaf people really is. From the corner of my eye, I saw how the facial expressions changed. I observed how they interacted. Trying to understand their signs was like trying to catch a moving metro. Even though I had learned the basics of ISL from Youtube, it was still hard to understand what they were conversing about. The body language and the expression were the only things that gave a
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