Ode to Sushant Singh Rajput

In an interview he said” It’s not the pursuit of happiness, It's the habit of happiness…”

Suicide, O suicide

Can you work on the public memory?

A depressed mind is a like a migrant worker

In desperation, wants relief, wants to return home

He was unheard, unseen, he succumbed

Don’t call it suicide and put the onus on him

Don’t call him a victim and be scot free

For centuries the silent pandemic

Invades the fugitive-hearts, ferrying them away

Mental Health conditions of all terror

Shapes, sizes known and unknown

While some escape to a safe place called “denial”

Suicide, O suicide

Can you work on the public memory?

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