In Her Shoes?!

She is the most amazing person you will adore throughout your life. She is the superwoman you will have to your rescue. She is one inspiration you will always have for any fucking thing in life. She is the one you will look upto… Someday! 

She might be sounding very boring and all of what she says is not really making sense to you right you! But someday it will. When someday you will be IN HER SHOES! 

Tackling all the situations so bravely, you inspire me and guess what you have paved your way to becoming my idea of perfect! (Must have been real tough for you) 

All the times you shouted at me all i could hear was you yapping! (Sorry) But with these years when i realise that i have grown up (Ya i think and we disagree here i know) i actually try to listen to you and now with all these seasons passing away, i see the concern you hold, and i see what’s alot more than mere shoutings. 

This two decade old battle of yours is fetching results i guess. I don’t know what mission you are on? But trust me (i know you won’t) it’s being fruitful. Your toil to make me the most perfect woman and someone worth idolising is not vain. 

So, Thank you for shaping me into your image. Thank you for not giving up upon me. Thank you for understanding when dad wasn’t supportive enough. Thank you for fighting with me and most importantly for me! Thank you for bringing out my patience and being a good student! (I taught you Facebook and Whatsapp and Pinterest too!) 

Love You, 

Your Victory! 


My Walk Down The Street!

Walking down the streets

I realize the streets have wounded my knees: I’m bleeding;

But they’ve taught me

To make mere gravel the stepping stones to success;

Walking down the dark wintry streets

I realize the darkness has made me frightened: I’m scared;

But it has taught me to pave my way in the dark;

Walking down the lonely streets

I realize loneliness has become my custodian: I’m abandoned;

But it has taught me to be me;

Walking down the laughing streets

I realize that I’ve become a mocking stock: I’m joked;

But it has taught me to make people glad;

Walking down the streets

I wonder why I’ve landed here when I’m not needed

But then I think

I’m maybe a bit different

Maybe here people don’t understand me

Walking down the streets

I realize the streets have changed: I’m noticed

But then the streets tell me to be earthed

They tell me to succeed with pride and not shame

They tell me to recall all lessons learned

Walking down the streets

I realize I’ve changed; I’m in demand

But I need to be in pace

Walking down the streets

I think I’ll go far now; I’m determined,

But how far?

I’m sitting on the street and still brooding over my walk

Where it has leaded me and where it will lead me?