Unlike most, she was born under the starts of her mother's love and fatherly care, Though, like the most, she faced the loss and suffered her fair share of pain, Unable to tackle and got tamed by an evil step-mother and a pair of cruel sisters, She settled herself with a strange "Godmother" and one entitled delusional man as an escape. Who would be that stupid?.
Inside our one minute life remains a plethora of regrets, apologies, shame, playing a kho-kho with victories, pride, and glee.
Here,I just make an attempt to reason the presence of all these, together, in me and everyone of us.
A simple caress of the soft fingers, ruffling my hair,
A hush wishper of relief, and a strong promise of togtherness,
You are the only haven to rest after a stroll in the wilderness.