Sad waves struck her quite hard Struggling with the flow she will definitely learn to surf Once she handles the stream, there is no way looking back for her.
Life is a highway, a broadway, here years pass by riding. We come across level roads, Sometimes we pass high hills. Keep on travelling, for the future is not known Pass every mile with a smile, to make the travel a stepping stone towards success.
A body full of energy Ready to work all the time No room for lethargy, No part-time, always Booked for show-time Fulfilling everybody's need from dawn to dusk, Again to wake up with a new challenge. A home maker or a bread winner, She is absolutely a full package called WOMEN
In between making tough choices and trying to conquer them, I realized I am getting deeper into the labyrinth of unexpected life series, just to find my own self lost and puzzled.
A city that is said to be growing fast A city which holds great historical past A city that understands that travellers can never be a stranger. Diversified friends in a homely manger People like to sing to the music of sand dunes. You won't believe, that is the world's best tune The world at large is on their journey seeking the warmth of a friendly embrace Everyone has a new great experience to share A city with ancient cultures which is nicely defined and cared Here a meal is not a meal unless it is shared Holds a crown of being a wonder city It has many more features in its kitty
Within my heart is deep valley of grief and sorrow Sometimes I wish, happiness and peace I could borrow I try to be cool and calm all the time but nobody knows I am in the middle of sea pedaling hard to reach the shore Fighting a battle alone, things are getting hard My heart is ready anytime to bombard My silence is just another way of saying I am in pain but Everyday I pick myself and try to be happy again
I wish I could be a child again, jump a little hop a little, like insane The child knows no qualms always excited with open arms Creativity would soar at its best never minding all the rest Play and all play with no stress starting every day so very fresh I wish I could play outside and get bruises all over but today we are calculating the annual turnover Life was full of imagination and dreams Today we are busy with different schemes I wish I could draw the scenery, the sun and the moon all day today I am afraid of what people would say Laughing and crying didn't embarrass me today I am told to behave and let it be, let it be...
I lived in a house which was more than a house The doors and windows were not just for wind to pass by but it was the air of positivity and hope that entered The walls were my sketchbook where I learned to draw my feelings I have learned to weave myself over there, Rooms were small but our heart had enough space for everyone around Happy and sad moments I have witnessed and It has helped me value all single things on earth
So lonely was I and the time passed by I could count every breath of mine, which I felt it so fine. Full of ideas the mind flew but some only I drew Here came the knock and I was forced to talk Then the long silence broke, in which I got soaked!