The child in me wants To run after the planes in the skies And bid them goodbyes The child in me wants To play till my feet hurt and shoulders begin to droop The child in me wants To spend the day doing nothing Without a tinge of guilt The…
life
It always starts with the new place, new space, newer people… Followed by ‘trying to be friendly’ faces… unwarranted queries and unwanted chats There were times I wished I would be left alone in my own world with my own stories. Little did I know Soon, it will all look…