scribbling thoughts ❤

"she abdicated her duties towards her family" they said.  it was by then, she stopped anticipating her dreams.

A parantha fell down the kids hand who was going to school, early morning, with a heavy bag on his shoulder. The other kid with a heavy bag found it and had the brightest smile on his face. It had been two days stuffing the bag with garbage and he finally found something to eat. 

                              He, who was not in her world, but in her words,                                               became an immortal soul. She?   She was a writer

It was raining outside, standing by the window pane, she could smell the aroma of soil which she loved. she was delighted by rain. irony, she never saw one!

               trust got pregnant.Love was born.

Someone told me, wishes if written on paper boats and sailed in rain water puddles, would be read by god and fulfilled. my wish was fulfilled. it was read by my Dad   :)