Saturday, 25 August 2012

Walking down the street

Walking down the street
I hear voices, ill voices
Voices coming close to my ear
Making sure I heard it clear
“She is for one night stand”
Then the sound of laughter
Leave me in tears!!

Walking down the street
With mind occupied in thought
The thought of excitement
Excitement if I win!
Cardboard, chart papers, sketch pens and glitters
Occupying my hands!
An invisible hand, reaches towards me
Scratches my face, pull away my specs
Cardboard, chart papers, sketch pens and glitters
They slip from my hand and litter!
I could see the shadow of invisible hand
With my half blinded eye
It’s moving away from me
Leaving me in tears!

Walking down the street
My eyes looks for the beast
Beast in the form of human
I want to yell at him
You don’t know how it feels
You don’t know how it affects
When you victimize a woman!
I want to tell him
Put yourself in our shoe
You will know the pain
The pain of being a woman!

This is the story
Story of a woman
She faces it, she lives with it
As this happens to her
Every time she walks down the street!

Saturday, 4 August 2012


Friends who are nothing less than our family
Some friends are like distant relatives
Some are like close relatives
Some of them become our brothers/sisters
And one may become “special someone”
It all start with friendship
But all them hold a special place in our heart<3
After all they are “FAMILY”