Transcendence

A new trend started a few days back. #MeToo. Some came forward while some stayed hidden. I was one amongst the former. But as I took a step beyond my zone, so did noxious words and judging eyes.

"Why would you say that?". "Did you have to post it?". "What would people say?".

I chose to care not. Because I hear what remained unvoiced. I hear what remains confined in the eyes. I hear what was not allowed to be said.

So I move ahead. I skip and lope beyond, with a ditty on my lips. I hop on changes, feeling them alchemize my fears into strength. My tears into pearls. My vexes into ladders.

I transcend.