Love
Sex
Hatred
Partition
Massacre
Separation
Death
Ignorance
Humiliation
Loneliness
…
You drank everything
Like Manto
Yet people call you
Only alcoholic
It’s cirrhosis of liver
They will find on your post mortem
So sure they were about it –
the cause of your death
But if they were so sure
that you are going to die
Why didn’t they bother to stop you
Cirrhosis of others is easy to spot
Have they ever wondered about
their interpersonal cirrhosis
Deep down
They know they have it
Yet they never told each other
Fear of ostracization, you guess
This cirrhosis
…
their kids will find on post mortem
Manto must be laughing at them
As he laughed at himself
If you knew you would be cirrhosed,
there was no harm in saying “Cheers!”