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She dreams of a free woman, free to be whoever she wants to be, and hopes that one day, she will attain the place of that woman in her dreams!
To the woman in my dreams
To the one, I want to be
I strive hard to come near you
But fail miserably in an attempt or two!
Handling situations
And fighting the odds with grace
Accepting things beyond my control
Make peace and be ace!
To love with compassion
And have the wisdom to fathom the world
To indulge in things and people
Living the life of inspiration is waiting to be unfurled!
To the long strides, I take
And the dream to take that perfect gait.
My head high and shoulders straight
Sparkling eyes, as I walk with aplomb.
To create magic in the words
I dream to stand out from the herd
Nothing in the world
Can stop inside that flying bird!
Yes, it’s a task
A journey through life
But I assure to meet you
One day, some day!
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As he stood in front of his door, Nishant prayed that his wife would be in a better mood. The baby thing was tearing them apart. When was the last time he had seen his wife smile?
Veena got into the lift. It was a festival day, and the space was crammed with little children dressed in bright yellow clothes, wearing fancy peacock feather crowns, and carrying flutes. Janmashtami gave her the jitters. She kept her face down, refusing to socialize with anyone.
They had moved to this new apartment three months ago. The whole point of shifting had been to get away from the ruthless questioning by ‘well-wishers’.
“You have been married for ten years! Why no child yet?”
I huffed, puffed and panted up the hill, taking many rest breaks along the way. My calf muscles pained, my heart protested, and my breathing became heavy at one stage.
“Let’s turn back,” my husband remarked. We stood at the foot of Shravanbelagola – one of the most revered Jain pilgrimage centres. “We will not climb the hill,” he continued.
My husband and I were vacationing in Karnataka. It was the month of May, and even at the early hour of 8 am in the morning, the sun scorched our backs. After visiting Bangalore and Mysore, we had made a planned stop at this holy site in the Southern part of the state en route to Hosur. Even while planning our vacation, my husband was very excited at the prospect of visiting this place and the 18 m high statue of Lord Gometeshwara, considered one of the world’s tallest free-standing monolithic statues.
What we hadn’t bargained for was there would be 1001 granite steps that needed to be climbed to have a close-up view of this colossal magic three thousand feet above sea level on a hilltop. It would be an understatement to term it as an arduous climb.
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