[wp_ad_camp_1] The life is strolling by, And I am just a stander-by, Though aiming quite high, To value my presence thy, In this vast universe and the sky. I was at the receiving end again, Of world’s smartness and fastness, I felt dumb and breathless, By seeing the successes on their life’s …
The tiffin is tightened. Double wrapped for extra protection. A spoon slided in side. Some fruits for nourishment, of body and soul. One meal for lunch and one packed for the night because the mother knows the daughter. Besides, that’s what comes naturally to her. Giving! She is a mother. Remember? Another bag full of …
Do you know of a place where you are always a child? Even at 39! Read More »
[wp_ad_camp_1] Taking it forward from the last post, I ask again. Have you ever felt lost and not found? How is it, the feeling? To be lost in the woods (for glamour, remember?). Standing at the crossroad in spite of the choices ahead. You are at the light point. The road ahead is diverging into …
[wp_ad_camp_1] Lost in the woods. Sounds so glamorous, no? Is being lost as glamorous as the phrase sounds. Have you tried yet? I may get lost to get a feel of the phrase above, just to use it in my vocabulary. But genuinely, is being lost glam-worthy or unworthy? Directionless, aimless, clueless. A step here …