This poem is about disobedience and is written by Ishithaa for the Write Tribe Pro Blogger Challenge
This poem is for a special girl who is getting married in few days. Do join me in wishing her all the good things in life.
Her bags are packed, but where is she going
I wake up, perspiring. The clock is ticking and I know I don’t have much time. The sun is setting and the shadows are growing longer. The darkness does nothing to calm me, I know it is just a dream that shook me up so; but lately my reality is becoming more horrific than my … Read more
It was easy, her daughter’s life. She had the least amount of worries in the world. She could throw caution to the winds and let her hair open without worrying about what people would say about her or what impression it would create on her friends. But then, wasn’t teenage girls supposed to be complicated? … Read more
The mehndi hadn’t faded from her hands, yet the tears had made indelible streaks on her pretty little face. Not one to run away from demons, this one she was scared to face.
He literally plucked my heart out and walked all over the broken pieces and trampled my feelings. That day, for the first time in my life, I missed my train.
The day that turned my life, I remember playing with my cousins and friends in the courtyard of our house, being happy and being the ten year old that I was. There were a lot of activities happening at home, a feast was being prepared and there was the inviting smell of the sweetmeats from … Read more
The dilemma she faced was unique. The agony aunt had no one to pour her heart out to.