DP Daily Prompt: Fight or Flight Post by Ranu

Many  times I had confrontation with people.I always opted to head for the hills. Though it made me angry.I’d wait for  next time. I was very outspoken at home,I never let my siblings get away  with anything. My mom disliked this side of me. She’d warn me,’Now Ranu  perhaps it’s all right to be confrontational with your siblings,I fear you may do the same thing outside’. I don’t know what those words,did to me,whenever someone was mean, I tried to tell them off,but it seemed the words were stuck in my throat.

Then came a day when I just lost it. There happens to be a busy body in my town. He always boasts about his kids,how well they’re doing and keeps on beating his drum. I thought it’s okay,he has a right to do so. Suddenly he changed the subject,he started picking on my  kids,one day he said ,Selina will never get a permanent job. If he said it to me I definitely would not look the other way. He had the audacity to say this to her,in front of several people. Selina was unhappy,she told me what he’d done. I was so angry I immediately picked up the phone to tell him a thing or two. He was not at home,I left a message to call me. Next morning , I waited till nine in the morning. I called him and I did not hold back,words came pouring out of my mouth, I was surprised . When I finished, I warned him not to repeat this atrocious behaviour .

Finally I was relieved I did not look the other way. I can see my Mom staring at me and saying, ‘Ranu ,you didn’t do the right thing.’

Past by R.Tagore ,translated by Ranu

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Speak the words, speak.

o eternal past, on an  infinite night why are you sitting and staring?

Speak the words, speak

For many generations your words are pouring into the ocean,

so many lives  so many streams are mixed with your water.

After coming  there, it has stopped flowing,

the murmuring stream is quiet__

the rolling swell of water is very quiet, where are you taking it?

O eternal past, you are my heart  speak.  o do speak the words.

Speak the words,speak.

O stunned past, o the hidden past,you are not unconscious___

why don’t you speak?

I have heard your motion in the beat of my heart,

how many days  collection are you leaving in my heart.

o past, you move to different parts of the world

you keep doing your work secretly,

amid the noisy restless and impertinent people you stay calm.

O past you  secretly speak from your heart, speak.

O past speak, speak the words.

You have never lost any words,you  remember all of them____

speak past ,o speak the words.

You have in every page of life, in invisible letters

written the story of the grandfathers,

Those whom everyone has forgotten

You did not forget anything about them,

I am surprised how quietly you convey these astounding stories.

You give it language, o ascetic of the past, speak the words,speak.