It starts from June mornings…
We
have two months,
Only
one month left,
Only
Fifteen days more,
Only
a week left,
Oh
god, it's happening again…
Few
hours left… bye-bye homies and Cousins
Mom’s
shout “Wake up!!! It's getting late!!!”
Brushing,
bathing, dressing “Ugh! Again, this uniform”
eating
till the van horn hits as doorbell.
All
this happened once…
June
now…
No more reopening
This time I woke up by myself instead of my mom’s shout…
Realising it never happens again...
Life
as a Cycle…
Every
round of a cycle pedal is the time…
Each
round of the pedal moves you forward.
Sometimes
you keep on pedalling, the time also runs out, but no movement in life.
Make sure the cycle is not on the centre stand.
Give a Look
Mirror: Why
are you crying?
Shoe: My duo got lost
Mirror: It
is safe with me…give a look…
What
you are missing is just safe within you…
- Christina Rubhavathi J
