People's Representative??Really??

"The air I breathe is doped with Carbon of your Mercedes, the air you breathe is purified by air freshener of your AC adding the spice of your flavor. Your shoes boast pitch roads, my slippers cries mud. Your black suit speaks the vulgar language which my cheap t-shirt will never understand. Under your pillow is the bundle of money, under my pillow is photograph of my brother who was killed in your people's movement."

I live in this world where one has to burn candles in night due to shortage of power in the nation. You live in the world where the wires never know what it is to run out of electronic beams.

It is steamy 46 degree in my house. There is a gentle breeze of 22 degree in your guest room singing the song of your triumph of your election results.

In my world, people ride in a congested micro getting stuck in traffic jam at every blink of the eyes. In your world, you ride in your cozy Mercedes guarded by at least five other vans clearing other innocent vehicles with the loud sirens boasting your arrival.

In my world, if people don't work for five days, they don't have enough to eat. In your world, you don't make constitution for five years; you get salary, you get government privileges, you travel in black suits as if you are the atlas of the world.

And How do you even dare to call yourself my representative?

The air I breathe is doped with Carbon of your Mercedes, the air you breathe is purified by air freshener of your AC adding the spice of your flavor. The water I drink is from the filter stored in an old plastic bottle of coke, the water you drink is the nascent water coming out of sealed bottle of mineral water. Your shoes boast pitch roads, my slippers cries mud. Your black suit speaks the vulgar language which my cheap t-shirt will never understand. Under your pillow is the bundle of money, under my pillow is photograph of my brother who was killed in your people's movement.

The old man beside my house, he still has a black stain on his nails. He still hopes that his son will not have to work in the Arab anymore, that his daughter would not sell her body to the strangers anymore, that his grandchildren can go to school, yes the same in which your son goes too. He still remembers the speech you told during the elections. But do you?

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My Wish With Infinity

"I hope you have found a way to stop biting your nails. I hope your dog has finally learned his toilet habits. I hope you've removed the stains of the spilled grape juice from your white t-shirt. I hope you have learnt to play poker and you're not giving too much away from your eyes. I hope you are heading to horizons, I hope the kite in your hand is flying higher than ever and soaring in the sky, I hope your heart is singing a thousand songs and neither of them are the sad ones."

This is for you. These are the naked words out of my pen, naked but not they're not ashamed. I would try and dress them. I would try and make them pretty, make them sound witty. But I am sick of seeing the well cut flowers in the vase.

It has now been years we haven't talked, there is an emptiness inside these bars of rib cages, some wounds don't even heal in ages, my veins are pouring in these pages, I am running out of blood. I know that the leaves fall in autumn does not mean they don't come back in spring, the leaves come again, the new ones. I know there are other fishes in the sea, but lover, I am too tired to go fishing, I don't want a fish.

I am not at my best these days. I am searching for a warrant to live again. These days my body is disintegrating into parts. These days I need to order my lungs to breathe, these days I need to order my heart to beat, these days I need to order my legs to walk. I constantly whisper my bones to stay strong, this morning I pleaded my eyes to open. It feels like they have lost faith in me, they don't do what I ask them to. I asked brain to stop thinking too much, but it just ignored me. Last night, I asked that lone crying comet about its split with the star, but it just screamed, "leave me alone" and vanished in the thin air. I wish you were here.

I don't know under which sky you live in. So world, if you see her, tell her that I hope whoever runs in her impulses has finally found a way in her veins, I hope you have learned to smile even in pain, I hope you're heart is beating more happily than ever and there are no strains. I hope his arms are warm enough so that you don't have to lit a fire in December, I hope you have found a way to stop biting your nails. I hope your dog has finally learned his toilet habits. I hope your brother has learned to put a straight tika on your forehead in bhaitika, you said it looked like leaning tower of Pisa, but I swear you'd looked like a goddess in those photographs. I hope you've removed the stains of the spilled grape juice from your white t-shirt. I hope you have learnt to play poker and you're not giving too much away from your eyes, I hope you've changed the tone of your alarm, you said it annoying you so much that you almost wanted to throw it from your window.

Wherever you are, I hope you are heading to horizons, I hope the kite in your hand is flying higher than ever and soaring in the sky, I hope your soul is dancing in the moonlight. I hope your heart is singing a thousand songs and neither of them are the sad ones. I hope wherever you are, you are having the time of your life, I hope you're happy than ever, I hope you are smiling, I hope your lips have learnt to laugh more often than ever. I hope you are happy. I really do. I hope you're happy.

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