World of Words.

Image source-  Favim. From my first cry to my first word, from my first step to my first fall, from those dirty diaper changes to choosing my regular dresses; you’ve done them all. Remember how I always used to hide behind dad when you scolded me and tell all those secrets to granny which I was warned not to tell and then laugh like a new born baby. From that red anger filled face to that lovely smiling face, from those ears pulling to that warm hugs; I’ve seen them all. A mother is the one to hold your hand when you walk and lift you up when you fall, To see you get into your teenage and let you enjoy your life but still be by your side as a support when you feel that everyone has left you alone, and finally see you become an adult and take up all the responsibilities but still being by your side as a friend with whom you can share your talks and everything. Being a single mother is a difficult task but you never failed in being one and never did ever let us feel the absen...

Image source-  Favim. After schooling, comes the most awaited and essential part of a student’s life, i.e., college life. Remember how we entered school for the first time? Crying and yelling not to go inside but were dragged away from our parents for a few hours. It turned to be a jail for us back then but slowly the friends we made there and the teachers made us feel like home and then home seemed boring. The last day of school and yet again, we were in tears; tears of departure from each other. Yes, even I cried but then I later realised that all the tears which did flow were real but from whom I cried, they weren’t real. The friends I made were double faced (few were exceptions as still date we share an amazing bond). I cursed myself for making such friends but then I thought, “abhi toh college baki hai, for sure I’ll find some good friends and make amazing memories.” Then the day came, I stepped into my college for the first time and things turned out pretty well. I ma...

Image source-  Favim. Scars and wounds which you gave, Still fresh and deep; Time flew away, Leaving these behind. Memories and hatred which you left behind, Kills me each day; Making me a bit stronger, With every passing day. A broken heart was the gift, In return of my love and care; I regret now for loving you, You'll regret later for leaving me. With each new day, Hatred for you increases; The love died long back, The day you decided to leave. A happier person I'm now, Without you in my life, Without you around my mind, Without you anywhere near me; The world seems a lot better now, Giving me a new meaning to live, With a happy heart and, A sunshine smile.

Image source-  RELIABLE SOFTWARES. Regrets and mistakes, are the memories we make, Knowingly unknown. A Haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.

Image Source-  Favim. Late in the evening, He sat on the terrace, Watching those birds flying home, He decided to move on. Life was not going to stop for him, And he had to be strong enough, Strong enough to let go, And let things move on smoothly. Happiness was on the way,  It was just that he had to let go, Let go of the thing and memories, Making him sad and leaving him broken. He then finally let go, Happiness then made place in his life, Smiling all the time, He was all fine and happy now. This post is written for  A Prompt Each Day- Set The Challenge Sunday #7

Her diary read- “I’m nothing to you but you’re everything to me. I’m sad but you’re happy. I’m crying and you’re enjoying. I’m not okay but you’re fine. I just wanted you but you gave me everything else than what I needed. Was I not deserving? Today I stand here and I feel like crying sometimes and the reason being unknown. Maybe you’re the reason for this, maybe not. Maybe I should just leave. Memories destroy us and yes, your memories do destroy me each and every day. Well that’s true; you can’t break something that is already broken. Everyone thinks I’m a happy go lucky person and I have everything that can make someone happy. What they don’t know is I’m not a happy go lucky person and I don’t have anything that can make me happy. And now I have finally decided to let go this fake smile of mine and let the tears flow. Let everyone know I ain’t happy but yes, I’m sick of all these.”