Social issues when I am 20

Ishani Jha
2 min readDec 10, 2021

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I turned twenty last year with a high fever
It was amazing since I ignored calls of being noticed
Just because its That Day of the year
I baked a cake, made a pizza, noted who wished
Well not really but that was a routine , 20 had a twist
Turning twenty was about embracing uncomfortable emotions
I didn’t mind not throwing a party or not being a pretty display
It didn’t feel like an upgrade but it was one of those demotions
Where you realize this is reality of life, not a birthday in a cafe
It is how you will fall sick and you will celebrate insignificantly
A day I felt guilty to be happy when one could be sad in some way
Birthdays to me were always about being celebrated diffidently
I was twenty and suddenly the realizations hit me that evening
When I was swallowing a fever reducer , that there are issues we ignore
We ignore how one’s bruises could be more than a fall from running
Someone’s tears of being powerless that we should strongly deplore
Yet as we turn twenty we have so much to try and so much explore
That we casually think it is okay to walk away when a girl is on the floor
We turn twenty and suddenly we rule the world, date people,
Its fine to have apathy toward a friend who might have been harassed
We will cry and hide it when it gets to us, right now we aren’t feeble
Twenty made me think what if I could be there in their aghast
To make even one feel less lonely and to prove being a human isn’t easy
I turned twenty to finally realizing my privilege and my fortune
I was ready to discuss emotions, cry in all situations that were uneasy
The voice in my head had changed and social issues weren’t on autotune
Injustice, inequality, sexism, poverty, discrimination, it was all a package
I turned twenty last year to receive this as a gift
It was time to know , to finally not give a blind eye that life is a wreckage
I had a fever last year that might have caused this drift,
To acknowledge social issues when I am just “20”.

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Ishani Jha
Ishani Jha

Written by Ishani Jha

I feel like words surround me and art finds it’s way through me, it’s forms..unexplainable.

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