while I am hunting to cook a moment
to remember this journey.
I heed one, a pretty and different one
oh no, "different" is not the word to elucidate her beauty.
The word different can hurt a lot sometime.
the truth is not only me, everbody is paused at the window seat .
And the thing is all the plastered mouth start to speak ,
murmuring and laugh
all the plugged ears are cleared and listening to the strangers .
all the sleepy eyes got a energy drink.

what are you people searching
look at the window seat , there is the painful side of the word "different" sitting.
With water filled eyes ,shivering lips, ears plugged with air and completely lost .
but now I am mistaken

she stand likes a lion and roar
she : you people may confused of me, to categorise , right ?
it's okay.but ashamed of you people that you are frightened and unpleasent to ask me about your confusions and doubts arised about me.
Her words comes like a storm to us what about you ?
here is the end of my paper but not your thoughts.
This is not for them
to expose what they feel ,
but this is for you
to show how you make them feels like.
_sd_
© _shakthidurga_