“Neatly folded,With matching crease,Sits in an envelope,A thin crisp sheet. Smudged letters,Blots of ink,Spelling errors,And a personal feel. Holding emotions,Soaked with tears,Of joy, of love,And care too. These scribbles,Make paper dear,Hid in the closet,Or tucked in a drawer. Memories,Bring back memories,And memories,Bring back you.” In this digital age, letter writing has lost its essence. We…
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Being Childlike
Childlike really? Yes, why not! But how? “The child is in me still, and sometimes not so still…” When you still crave to be with your mom, And fly on swings high, When you salivate at the sight of raw mangoes, And love colourful lollies, When the heart swells at the sight of rain, And…