Why Fear ? My Dear.

डर का ना रूप है,ना रंग ना आकर ।फिर क्यू घेरे यह मुझको,सताये हर बार ? { fear has no appearance, no colour no structure. Then why do I fear ? Why do I get troubled?} क्यू डरे?क्यू घबराए?क्यू घुटने टेकें?क्यू हारे इस बार? {why should I fear? Why do I get anxious? Why should…

Choose to change..

From checking my hair,To measuring my baby bump,From poking pimples,To applying mascara,I have done it all. But,What was I doing ?Was I really looking at me?Did I look into my eyes,To see my soul? When I change my lip colourFrom red to maroonFrom glossy to mattDoes it change me?Really? I do nothing to change me,Same…

My job

It is my job to teach you,To tell you what to see,To pass on all the things to knowTo live life successfully. It is my job to make you strong?Courageous, smart and tough?And what if I am not these things?Will I be enough? What if all I have are armsTo hold you when you’re tiredEars…

Fly like a butterfly🦋

“Never be afraid of change, you may lose something good, but you may gain something even better” I am not scared of change, are you ? Happiness and sunshine 🦋 Nidhi

Layer by Layer

कभी नीम कभी शहद,कभी नरम कभी स्कत,कभी मुस्कुराती कभी गुर्राती,कभी शर्माती कभी सकुचाती,कभी निडर कभी काँपती,कभी चिल्लाती कभी समझाती । { sometimes I am bitter like neem sometimes sweet like honey. I may be soft or hard, smiling or angry, shy or hesitate to say , un afraid or scared to hell, yelling or nurturing…

Give the time some time…

No doubt Corona has spread all over the globe but to contain it we somehow need to come out of fear and anxiety which will make things worse.Need to think positive to keep mental state in balance otherwise people will suffer more from mental disorders and other diseases.The disease has only 4 percent death rate…

Tuberose

Tiny buds with pink tips, Like little girls with painted lips, White flowers on slender greens, Stand tall like poised queens, The sweet fragrance lingers, As I touch them with my fingers, Fresh and happy I quickly feel, Inhaling the scent my body heals, The nip in the air adds to this, My dear man…

Build a garden, be the plant 🌱

Build a garden,With no walls,No interiors,No exteriors,Where, Every space is yours,Every seed is warm,Every leaf is fresh,Every soil is moist. Where every soul rejoices,Dreams flourish,Aspirations dance,Independent of each other,The plants grow,Yet remain connected,By the water, wind and soil. The Gardner dies,But the plant remains,Beating fruits of his labour,His sweat appears like dew drops,On the wet…

Choose your fights wisely!

These tulips defy the cold,The harsh winds they hold,Standing strong and bold,Treat to every eye they behold. Why can I not be a tulip?Why do I take every stride on my hip?Why do I want to please everyone?When I do no justice to me the only one? Why do words effect my sanity?Why do I…