We tell ourselves, “At least I didn’t say it.” But we watched. We laughed a little. We looked away. And someone else went home feeling smaller, lonelier, broken. Silence doesn’t make you kind.…
Don't you ever wish that you could slip away from the boredom of routine into the world of magic and dreams? This one is for all the daydreamers out there... you are not alone :)
How would you describe the butterflies fluttering in you stomach before a big event or result announcement? Took a trip down the memory lane through the diary of my 12 year old self.
As a young artist, I once read a story about a pair of enchanted ghungroos that transformed a kathak dancer's life. Looking at my own pair, I realized that the simplest of objects can indeed hold magic that flows through the soul of the performer.
A curious teenager's ponderings on the mysteries of existence and evolution. Inspired by the poem 'The Tyger' by William Blake.
A free-verse about the times when you have something important to say but words get in the way.