Thursday, August 27, 2020

Build Bhutan Project

How I wish to be in control: length, breadth and height till I am beautiful, in and out, in colours and light! And, I need to put on more cement and sand as I must, on my own, faithfully stand while the bamboo supports crumble down with decayed jute knots of grey and brown! On a journey-...

Tuesday, August 25, 2020

Coronavirus and I

My fate is crushed with your rise, My school has closed to my surprise! No teacher, no swing, no slide; Each space is wide, each normal set aside! Against the wall is hung my bag Scattered are the books on the rag; My new dress is in my mom's care My shoes too are lying bare! Nursery rhymes...