“I Was The Golden Bird”: An Ode To Indian Freedom

Posted on September 24, 2012 in Short Stories & Poems, YKA Editorials

By Tanaya Singh:

When I flew out back then, it was midnight.
I remember it like yesterday,
But days have passed and seasons changed.

By now,
That cage would be rusty and drained,
in the blood and hatred of a father’s heart…
and tears drenching a mother’s path.
A few bars would have worn out,
after seeing the passion in flaming saffron, and serenity of the waving green.
Seeing the avid glint in those eyes,
of that kid running after a loose end kite.

By now,
weeds would have outgrown its height,
as the cage waits for me there, hanging on a creaky nail.
By now,
the tiny water cup would have become dry and pale,
as the cage waits for me there,
hanging on a creaky nail.
By now, I am sure
the cage is old and tired and alone and weak,
so I can fly on without the creeps of its shadow
engraved deep in my soul.

I won’t fly that way ever”, it’s a known belief.
But
it’s not my will, nor my way,
it’s the will of this wind,
which is in the same direction again.
I know the cage waits for me there; hanging on that creaky nail.
Its door ajar,
for me to fly in and again be slaved.
So before I get back to the same place,
I bow my head in remembrance of my first flight as a free bird,
lest someone saves me on my way,
I salute to the zeal and the gripping energy of that August day,
and I sing to the memory of a million dreams
that soared with my flight,
when I flew out on an August midnight.

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