I'm no Wordsworth but I'm trying to make the words worth ;)
Sometimes we are so busy becoming adults that we forget how to be kids. Everywhere we look, we see people telling us to behave like adults; to be mature, responsible, sensible and what not. When we are kids, we want to be adults and when we are adults, we want to be kids. The question …
You didn’t come with company, You didn’t have a troop. You weren’t backed by an army, A gang or a group. You walked your first steps, You fell and you rose. And all alone you imagined, You dreamt and you chose. You set your own standards, You set your own goals. You chose …
The watchman of the park, knew us by our names. As everyday at five, we would barge in with our games. Two seven-year olds, one in shorts, one in a dress. We would play on the swings, till the Sun finally set. Our Ludo and Checkers, would go on and on. Until the …
Why do we look at the same stars, And see such different things? When I think how the end would come, How do you think about the beginnings? Why when the thunder strikes, I get scared, feel I’m alone? But when it strikes in your sight, You feel like you’re home? How when …
It’s been so long and winter’s gone, turn the page I say. The chapter’s done, next yet to come, let this one go, make way. These two - three lines, these petty words, this black and white humdrum page. Makes you stay and gaze at it all day, wraps you up in an …
It occurred to me a while ago of how much we usually value our lives and cannot give it up for anything except of course when we’re depressed and killing oneself is the only thought in mind. It’s not that we are living our life to the fullest each day. The most we do on …
On a footpath of a street she lay, It was dark outside her and inside. Bruised hands, cut lips, dying soul, She didn’t remember how much she had cried. At the time he had left her and gone And she hadn’t been ready for a goodbye. But to him what had mattered was his …
I still remember the day I found you, because that was the day I found myself. You turned my world upside down, It was a fairytale in which I dwelled. I loved you much, much much more Than I ever did love anything else. Because you were the moon in my pitch dark sky …
Yes I am a girl. A girl of the Indian society. A girl unfortunately living at a time when being a girl is probably the unluckiest thing you can be. As soon as the news about the molestation of girls on New Year’s Eve spread and reached my ears, I thought, “Yeah right! This is …
My friends recited these incidents to me:- “I still remember that day when the poster inviting students to participate in the solo singing competition was put up on the notice board. I remember going through it, imagining myself standing there and singing and almost immediately bursting that bubble and walking off. The one and only …
