A Leaf

We grow up believing that we are unique. What we don't realise it that we are unique - just like everybody else. Does a leaf think he is going to be the first to see the sun? Does it realise that he is no different than the one right next to it?

Shh..it is over

Shh... it is over The choice is made Fear not, for mistakes Have been repaid.   Shh... it is over The storm has passed The winds at rest The leaves have danced.   Shh... it is over The night is here The stars shall sing And the moon is near. -Yogya  


Home for me is the place where there's always ice cream in the fridge even in the coldest winters, where I'm never the first person to wake up in the morning, where the air is a mixture of various assorted sounds and aroma of my mother's cooking or the television or the vacuum cleaner caressing … Continue reading Home