Treasure Island

Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Sound Neighbors


Many a year ago
I was still young
Those were my school days
I would get up early
In the morning to study
Silence filled the darkness
And the quietness
Helped me concentrate
I enjoyed this
But not for long
Our neighbors too
Liked this time
To start early
And play the radio
It disturbed my
Steady routine
I couldn't tolerate
The loudness anymore.

I dared to approach
My neighbors and told
That they should stop
The noise at that hour
They didn't like this
And the music got louder
There was no other way
And I continued to study
And one fine morning
The radio stopped
It was dead silence
It felt as if
Life got to a standstill
Intolerable quietness, it was
My study stopped
It could not continue
I felt relief when
The music played the next day

Strange are the ways of life
Getting used to the surroundings.

Submitted: Sunday, February 03, 2013
Edited: Sunday, March 09, 2014

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