Ode to Papa

A poem dedicated to Papa, for his untiring efforts to give us a better life. Written in spontaneity & with love!


School & the wee hours of my life

The time that moulded me for good and for bad. This is about the wonderful people I came across in my childhood times & the events that have made a mark in my life. How I went from being a mild frolic into depressed and then excessively depressed and then back to normal. That's a journey of more than 15 years - And it literally holds cues to a lot of things I am, but haven't yet understood very clearly. It is about knowing: What? You all, who crossed my life - mean to me and also about knowing myself in this process of penning down my thoughts.