The Third Letter

Somewhere in the grey and black,
Knowing you're not coming back
All that I'm left to have
Is this empty space
And when something becomes all you have
It becomes something you embrace

And so I long desperately,
Long for it to stay
While my time 
And all the rest of me,
Slowly still efface.



And in my head,
I'm whole again.
I talk to you,
Consoled again.
All my thoughts,
All my mind-
We have conversations all the time.


 
Still, I write the words to you
The words I think you already knew
In another one of my letters.

Letters to you,
Letters from me,
Unanswered yesterday,
Today will be the same.

Chandelier Lights

I once was seen in each turn of their smile,

I once was felt at each dinner night.

When together they huddled,

And for a while,

Forgot all about the broken chandelier light.

But the flicker soon grew relentless,

It left this home dark and contentless.

It left the floors cracked and cementless.

Standing on a weak foundation;

They crumbled like I, the picture on the wall,

And as it happens, in these piteous crimes,

They faltered, they forgot.

Forgot all about the good times.

Now I hang loose, one end tilted.

Nobody bothered fixing me,

And the painted flowers have wilted.

The only thing that governs this plane,

Is the broken chandelier and its flickering pain.

Who Are You?

Who are you?
Because we are not the same
One side of the mirror looks at me in disgust,
The other side, in shame.
Who are you?
A girl with no voice,
Mouth taped with invisible adhesive;
Feet bound without choice.
Who are you?
I ask yet again.
You are not deserving
Of the cruelty of these men
Who are you?
Because we are not the same
I want you to speak up
You shrink back into your chain
Who are you?
Does it matter?
Who is it you want to be?
It’s okay to be scared
But it’s not okay to cover your eyes 
And pretend you do not see.

Atheism in the Eyes of Me as A God

I'm losing my mind,
I'm losing my direction,
I look in the mirror,
I've already lost my reflection.
The ice that I stand on
Is barely any deep
And although the water is frozen
The torrent is only asleep

I stand on slippery ground
That you may regard me
A coward or a fool
I collapse before taking a step
I've already decided
The shards must crack beneath my feet
My fate, my will, my mind.
Is sealed.
My life and all my sins
All of it is repealed.

That's it.
It's over.
I got drunk on my vices,
It's a moral hangover.

I'm losing my mind,
I'm losing my direction,
I look in the mirror,
I've already lost my reflection.

The Justice Paradox: India’s Undertrial Calamity

Currently, over 75% of the Indian incarcerated population is made up of undertrial detainees. This number has grown steadily over the last decade, with a 10% increase compared to 2012. It is hence no surprise that India currently ranks sixth globally in the share of undertrial detainees.

Under Section 479 of the Bharatiya Nagarik Suraksha Sanhita (BNSS), undertrial detainees are typically entitled to bail after completing half of the maximum sentence prescribed for the alleged offense. The exception is extended for cases involving capital punishment (death or life imprisonment). For first-time offenders, this threshold is reduced, making them eligible for release on bond after serving one-third of the maximum sentence. Despite these provisions, 2 in 3 undertrial detainees currently held in Indian prisons are eligible for bail and yet incarcerated.  Over 25% of these incarcerated individuals have been in prison for over a year.

The problem is compounded by glaring social inequalities with 2/3rd of undertrial detainees belonging to backward groups especially of the Dalit and Adivasi communities. An additional 19.3% of those detained are Muslim, showing a 38% disproportionate representation in comparison to their share in the Indian population. This is not an isolated occurrence as in the past two decades these numbers have stayed more or less stagnant, highlighting a systemic pattern of bias in the legal system, without any foreseeable rectifications. 

Why aren’t the solutions working?

To address the growing problem of legally-innocent detainees, the Department of Justice has initiated the formation of Fast Track Special Courts across India which aimed to expedite trials, particularly for cases related to rape and the Protection of Children from Sexual Offences (POCSO) Act. The Government of India has also initiated bail schemes providing financial relief for economically burdened individuals currently suffering incarceration.

However, despite having 745 Fast Track Special Courts in India -including 406 ePOSCO courts- this number is nowhere near enough considering the massive judicial backlog in the country.

Furthermore, government funding remains inadequate. The 2025 Fiscal Budget originally planned to keep aside INR 300 crores dedicated for prison reformation, a number then slashed to 75 crores. 

Recently, the government also launched a bail scheme granting INR 40,000 to undertrial detainees and INR 25,000 to convicted prisoners who were now eligible for bail. However, the distribution of these funds is in the hands of slow-moving oversight committees formed to review the concerned cases. Hence, neither Bengluru nor Odisha, Delhi, Kerala or Uttar Pradesh have successfully released detainees despite being included in the scheme.

Additionally, the Indian Government is the largest litigant in the country and its involvement calls for tedious procedural scrutiny drastically decreasing the likelihood of settlement in cases.

Other possibilities:

A recent proposal made by the Supreme Court of India is to drop trials for first-time offenders of minor crimes. This is provided they have already served a significant portion of their potential sentence in pre-trial detention. Implementing this recommendation aims to ensure that individuals are not unfairly penalised due to judicial delays.

Additionally, the Constitution of India provides for the right to access free legal aid in order to expedite a fair and speedy trial. However, this aid is often provided just before the trial rather than from the moment of arrest, leading to high levels of unprepared case defence. Government programs that partner with public law colleges to appoint graduates into compulsory pro bono internships would be beneficial to solve the problem of having enough lawyers to help detainees early on in their trial process.

Despite growing awareness around the need for prison reform, India’s undertrial crisis remains unresolved. Statistics time and time again have highlighted systemic inaction in delivering liberty to legally innocent people put away in prison – facilitating the true justice parody. 

While the government has urged states to enforce Section 479 of the BNSS and provide necessary legal aid to facilitate undertrial release, there is still a long way to go. The overwhelming cases of biased arrest and slow bail hearings can be rectified only when the budget for prison reform is larger and more dedicatedly directed towards solving systemic flaws.

Until legal representation is made immediate, oversight mechanisms are strengthened, and political will is matched with financial commitment, India’s prison cells will remain overcrowded not with the guilty—but with the forgotten.

Citations:

  1. National Crime Records Bureau. Prison Statistics India 2022. Ministry of Home Affairs, Government of India, 2023.
  2. Ministry of Law and Justice. Bharatiya Nagarik Suraksha Sanhita, 2023. Government of India, 2023.
  3. Ministry of Finance. Union Budget 2025-26. Government of India, 2025.
  4. Ministry of Women and Child Development. Fast Track Special Courts (FTSC) Scheme. Government of India, 2022.
  5. Supreme Court of India. “Directions Regarding Trial of Undertrials.” Supreme Court Orders, 2024.
  6. Legal Services Authorities. National Legal Services Authority (NALSA) Annual Report 2023-24. Government of India, 2024.
  7. Ministry of Home Affairs. Model Prison Manual 2016. Government of India, 2016.

The Second Letter

When you were there,
'Lonely' felt lighter
But now that you’re gone,
The suffocation grows tighter
When you were there,
It was an easy excuse
But now that you’re gone,
It’s a periodic abuse.
Letters to you,
Letters from me.
Unanswered yesterday,
Today will be the same.

Letters

You’ve punished me and perhaps I’ve deserved it

But you punished him long before he earned it

You’ve punished us, and we’ve felt it

But he was the one who truly dealt this

This act of fairness you want us buying

Only sheds light on which one of us is lying

And though the consequences may be steep

You’ve already placed me in too deep.

Letters to You,

Letters from Me,

Unanswered Yesterday, Today will be the Same.

Paper Cuts/ Saltwater Wounds

Paper cuts seem shallow at first

But when the salt rubs in,

It’s hard to hide that they hurt

And now you want to numb the pain

But when the water pushes through,

You let it seep into these wounds again

Once the waterline is crossed, however,

There’s no point in your charade.

Sinking deep in the depths of the sea,

Why bother acting unafraid?

Clawing at the last sighting light.

You picked in confidence and then lost your fight.

Games We Play

Salt tears shatter this corner stone

We borrowed this time, on an overborrowed loan.

And now that this proved to be

A figment of some parody

The metaphor really holds;

The cards that we had

Should have been the first ones to fold.

And the withdrawal hits deep

A tolerance builds up at its peak

Now, when it’s all gone

Even with a king and queen

We’re left a sacrificed pawn.

Where The Music Fades

It hurts to hear the same song on this vinyl

To think of this as the story final

It hurts to be bound to the same place, the same you

A lifetime worth living is never lived for survival

And in my mind

I don’t feel the need to find

Another lingering echo

To fill the empty space

The walls start to go bare

Some memories stay

While others slowly efface

Somewhere along the way

The music fades away

The light turns to grey

The rhythm begins to sway.

And so sure, this is love,

But it’s foolish to call it fated

This drained photograph

With the colors faded-

Is but proof that love gets dated.