Who Am I?

Who am I, I ask myself, A woman, a mother, a wife, It changes every time I answer. Who am I, I wonder, Why am I defined by the roles I assume? Why my role changes with people around me? Who am I, I ask, The hard question I ever faced! Is it that label … More Who Am I?

The Hidden Tears.

Buried deep within me Lay the pains from yesterdays. Careful was I to keep them hidden, Was that to live in a make-believe world I made for myself, Or to make others believe that I am untouched by the prickles? I visit those hidden tears, To feel those pains once more, To make me strong … More The Hidden Tears.

On Kindness!

I consider myself as a kind person, at least not the rude one. I haven’t made kindness as my motto or anything, but it is there. I try to help people whenever I can and whenever I was asked to. When I was doing my 12th grade I got a chance to show how kind … More On Kindness!

Colors!

I wonder, how we would have known colors, if the nature hid its palette! The green leaves, the colorful flowers, the rainbows, the white snow, the blue sky, the brown soil, and whatnot! The brilliant hues of red, orange and yellow, the sun makes, the milky glow of the moon, and  the twinkling stars. The lush green … More Colors!