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*Have you heard peace singing?*

Have you heard peace singing? Probably, not. 
coz the chaos are loud.
The chaos of hatred and the chaos of sweet liquor. 
The chaos that ring deep in your ears and numb your brain. 
The chaos that sound so beautiful, so much so, that it pierces through you and your smile. 
Have you heard peace singing, probably not. 

Have you heard peace singing? Probably not. 
coz there are voices around. 
Voices coloured orange, voices screaming victory. 
Voices romanticizing violence, so much so, that gun shots sound melodic and melancholy, romantic. 
Have you heard peace singing? Probably not.

Have you heard peace singing? Probably not. 
coz deafness is sold to you at a discount. 
Deafness that comes at a price of your freedom. 
Deafness that makes obedience feel like a rule. 
Deafness that terms logic as madness, so much so, that questions sound trivia. 
Have you heard peace singing? Probably not. 

Have you heard peace singing?Probably not. 
coz it won't yell in your ears till your spine breaks. 
It will whisper quietly and wait. 
It would wait, so much so, that you realize yourself and look back. 
Have you heard peace singing?Probably not. 

Have you heard peace singing? Probably not,
Coz peace demands silence.
Silence, both inside and out.
Silence that rings clarity and hope, so much so, that you tend to listen. 
Have you heard peace singing? Probably not.

By
Nidhi Vartak

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