Sanity used to be a word,
In this world going insane and fast,
People all need to speak,
To relate their woes, 
Their triumphs, their sadness, their brags
Their lost glory, their guilt, their wants.

Everybody on this world
Want to confess,
Relate their conscience,
While even few listeners edging in their complaints
Get used to Open windows and Single-entry services.

Some even sadly try even at the cost of “had been”,
Giving up lives to just listen,
Sometimes about life, their dream, their hard of hearing,
Even after Love shrivels up
Even after sad thankless goodbyes
Flowers and wreath at childbirth and marriages
It is a life full of listening and guiding for us!
 
Yes, even listeners being sayers and sayers being listeners
To keep our quantum sanity in the human race
We are listeners and relators

Let us be doers too.
There really are more goodies than baddies.
(Written On Women’s Day 2025)