I consider myself, a part of the tree called world!

I used to consider myself,
a petty part of a tree called world.
What sin have I done?
to turn many a leaf deaf?!

 It’s not my choice,
that I have not much to look at.
So who the hell are you?
to call me ugly and fat?!

 Weak I was,
withered with time.
But strong I am, and
will be stronger every time! 

What I lack in looks,
I make it up in my actions.
And I know that without me,
incomplete, someone will be!

 I now consider myself,
an important part of this tree called world.
And I am going to be the leaf,
that enjoys the show put on by the deaf!

Angels do die, covered in white!

A goofy discussion with my parents regarding the Indian politics that unknowingly drifted away to a talk on child trafficking and prostitution, my accidental observation of the trailer of Nagesh Kukunoor's upcoming movie, Lakshmi (which is made along the same lines of the discussion we had today) and finally, the inadvertent playing of Ed Sheeran's 'The A Team' on my playlist made me preoccupied with the thoughts about thousands of women who succumbed to the abominable game of fate.

I was meaning to publish a post from a couple of days and had some stupid ideas that I didn't really feel like writing about. And today, something urged me to write about these angels who hope for a better life if they ever have something called 'Next time'.

When Fear Overtakes

The song "Let it go" worked it's charm on me so well that I've really stopped panicking over things for a considerable period of time. But on some occasions, not even the things that make me smile the brightest cannot help me with my fear.

Today, when I was discussing with a friend about my laziness and love for postponing things, she suggested me to write about the things that motivate me. But what's driving me today to write is my fear and utter loneliness.

I've always believed that telling things to someone makes us better. But, what do you do when there's no one to share? When there are hundreds of questions in your head seeking answers? When there's nothing but pain and panic in your head about how the things will turn out?

Well, after a lot of thought, what I figured out would be best is to let all the fears barge in my head a little more, or a lot more until there is no fear left; write about it in such a way that you can vent your frustration out while still sticking to your personal space; listen to more of "Let it go" and get rid of it!

And Voila, my first post!

P.S: I know it sucks and doesn't have much meaning. But better write something than nothing. And I want to write something before I go to the 'Procrastination Phase' again.

P.P.S: I think I already feel a little better!