Painted Window

I see a window quite unlike

The others. Stopping next to it,

I wait for traffic lights to change.

My eyes observe the chipping sky

And flowers standing still and tints

So mixed with crud so as to dull

their shade. A window with no lock.

But for a moment there is peace,

And just like that the light turns green.






Go now and fathom,

My inner most thoughts.

Go in between the layers

And in between the lines

See how I think,

How I feel,

How I fight!

See how I’m tormented

Every day and every night.

Go now and dive

Into the depths of my mind,

Then let me know

What is it like

A day in a life

Like mine.



A sister’s laughter

I sometimes wonder what my life would have been like without my sisters. How many laughs would I have missed out on? How many arguments? The truth is, I cannot imagine my life without them. Growing up as the “big sister” also meant growing up as the “responsible one”. From the moment I realized I was the “big sister” I took my role to heart and continue do so now at the age of 31. But I would not have had it any other way.

A sister’s laughter cannot be replaced,

it’s as unique as the snow flake that melts on your skin.

A sister’s laughter can heal your pain and dry your tears,

it can also make all your fears simply disappear.

A life without my sisters — that’s no life at all!

I guess The Lion King was the trend back then…along with flower dresses!