Did you ever see Mani Ratnam’s
film, Bombay?
In the midst of the terror,
an old man or woman—
it’s difficult to remember now—
raised her hand and said:
Stop! Enough is enough!
And then all through the city,
brave men and women
stepped forward to say,
Rukh Jao! Bas!’
It was as if a great fever
had broken, and suddenly
we could see clearly again.
There was probably music playing,
and we all knew the director’s
hand was there somewhere,
not so much saying,
‘this is how it happened’,
but, ‘this is how it should
have happened’.
Yesterday, we all heard
the rumours; at protest sites,
in markets, via Whatsapp
and Signal, they spread.
And late in the night,
as we lay awake,
trembling and praying—
Please, do not forget or forsake
us or our brothers and sisters—
none of us had any idea
if the fever had returned,
or who was directing this film.