Sitting on the swing, yesterday , i was studying for my exam, the last exam of my graduation. After this i know my life is going to be changed, completely. I was scared for my exam, for future. Thoughts wondering here and there. at that time, i wanted to give letters to my thoughts. Here it is, (a kind of) poem i tried writing. After writing it, I was relaxed maybe a little but i was.
Life has a lot of definition
” Some People say life is race
If you won’t run fast you’ll come last”
“Some say the journey matters more than destination”
But None of this is my suggestion
For me life is a beautiful place
Indeed it’s a race but running fast is not a case
Its more like a saunter, without it you’ll loose the base
and reaching the destination will always be the cherry on the cake
At the end it’s my suggestion
Enjoy the perambulation but never loose the ambition
At the Dim sparkle of twilight, the girl was waiting for her father on the threshold of the house. Wondering where he is and why he got so late. The housemaid was cooking food for her, she too was tensed, but was inarticulate to the little girl who lost her mother the previous month. She was scared for loosing her father too. Suddenly she heard a dim music, similar to the lullaby her mother used to sing for her. She followed the voice to the forest, there she saw a lady sitting beneath the Snow laden trees and was singing this Melody. The lady winked at her, The look was assuring and calm. Then she heard the voice calling her name, “angel, where are you?” she ran towards the voice and in the arms of her father. Daddy where were you? I was so sacred what happened to you, these scars? Angel that’s nothing I just met with an accident on my way back home, with this, they together walked back home. And the girl whispered, thanks mom you were looking beautiful today!