I stand here in a large room,On vigil for the students who write the exam.A room, with a lot of chairs,The chairs, occupied by the students.The students – Some lean, some fat,Some excellent, some averagers, some worriers,While some relaxed. The room, filled with silence,With the only sound of flippering papers.Students of all streams, I have …
In the deep silence of every noisy household, Silently lives a gentle soul. Unheard and unattended, who attends every chore. In the deep silence of every noisy household, There lives a gentle soul. The whistling of the cooker is spread across the rooms, But her hues and cries are nowhere. She doesn’t need an alarm …
That one month of ignorance,Which I spent in meditative trance,Praying for my mother’s health,Unaware that she had lost to death. Oh, that blissful period of ignorance,Whilst I thought she was battling for life,But she was not alive. Oh, that serene month of ignorance,A month of feeble hope and despair,A broken heart, which was hard to …
Beautifully decorated and adorned with accessories… There I stand at the center, hiding my worries. Locked in a jar, torn and crippled… My existence laden with a soul, so tattered and painful. I can’t move much or breathe a lot… As the transparent jar won’t let me do that. The jar is imaginary, they say. …
