Yearning




In the beginning
of the universe,
I was one.

There was no one
to call me
names

There was no one
to classify me
as male or female

There was no one
to label me
as Hindu or Muslim

Nobody was there
to make me
rich or poor

Nobody.
None.
Just me.

I yearned for
someone
to talk to me

I yearned for
someone
to acknowledge me

I yearned for
someone
to notice me

So, I decided
to divide me.
Again and again.

More and more
I divided me,
yearning multiplied

Now,
I am no one.
I am Yearning.

- Musten Jiruwala

Comments

neo said…
really nice. are u a muslim?
Musten said…
thanks for your kind words, Neo. I am beyond religion or any ism :)

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