Those good old innocent days; When all I wanted was not to be a child anymore. When I thought bruised knees are the ones to pain the most. When getting a "A" grade was enough to make my day. When filling up my piggy bank was enough to make me feel rich. But now, those are the days I miss the most and that's the irony of life.
You can find me in the darkness, which the world is afraid to reveal. You can find me in the crowd, faking smiles with a face that looked so real.
I traveled across seas, skies and deserts. In search of something which could shower some happiness & hope into my life.
Even the breeze turns artistic when it hits a wind chime!
The rejoicing spring after the freezing winter is a way of nature telling us to keep patience, faith and to remember that nothing is constant in this world!
Was it the world which was getting weirder or was it just me? Life was getting hopeless with nobody willing to hear my grief.
I was fallen maple leaf Once bold & beautiful, And today, Here I lie in the ground Lifeless, sunburnt & hopeless.
She walks through the dead and decayed leaves, only to grant the wish of earth to be green again !
Neither the sky nor the clouds proclaimed her arrival tonight. She raged with impatience, Conquering everything that stood her way.
To the world she was shy, self-absorbed, unsociable and introvert.