I am the darkness
I am the darkness, I am in the shadows
I am the darkness, I am in the shadows.
I am invisible, I am everywhere. But to you, I am nowhere.
I am common in your eyes, but in mine, I am rare.
I'm one in a billion.
Voters from Thane District in Mumbra at their polling station during the Lok Sabha elections
You don't know me, you don't see me.
For years, I've watched you, From my hut, from my haveli, from my high-rise.
Observing your non-performance.
And I've stayed silent.
I was taught never to question. To always be obedient.
You can delete me. You can dismiss me. You can debilitate me.
But I'm not an imbecile. I will not be ignored.
You carry a lotus, you carry a legacy, you carry a large broom, These are mere symbols, till I see action.
This is a warning, I am not weak.
Don't push me, Don't take my silence for servility.
My patience is wearing thin.
I've swept your ineptitude under the carpet, I met you halfway, I chose you, I elected you,
And you... what do you do?
You joke, you jest, you jeer at me with your nonchalance.
You see, here's the problem.
You've banked on my silence, While you dictate, I am benevolent, While you destroy, I am mute.
You've assumed that I am dumb, Because I don't speak up, or revolt in a square.
Here's my warning, here's what I demand:
Get off your high horse, alight from your pedestal,
Throw away your microphone, your megaphone and your media savviness,
Insult each other on your time, save me your barbs, your trading of blows.
Your bar room brawls. They don't interest me, or amuse me.
I want some plans for prosperity.
You scammed, you skimmed.
I voted so you can serve me, Not serve your own interests.
I need goverance, I need GDP, I need growth,
I need honesty, I need humility, I need happiness.
Frankly I'm not requesting,
You see, I'm done waiting.
Lose your arrogance, Iose your apathy,
I want accountability. I want action,
I want A class treatment.
You see I'm angry. I'm 'autocratic angry'.
I'm done with empty promises,
And I've imploded long enough.
You don't wanna see me explode.
I am the darkness, I am in the shadows,
But I am about to emerge.
Rahul da Cunha is an adman, theatre director/playwright, photographer and traveller. Reach him at rahuldacunha62 @gmail.com
The views expressed in this column are the individual’s and don’t represent those of the paper.