• Princy commented on the post, crumble 8 months ago

    Slowly peeping out from below the sheets, she tumbled down from the bed. And there she found the glowing blue-bird, at the foot of the bed… his name was Glo-bo. He looked at her with frightened beady eyes.

    “Where is your mother”, the little girl asked. Glo-bo stepped back and balled himself up in the farthest corner he could find. “Oh, don’t…[Read more]

  • Princy commented on the post, answer 8 months, 2 weeks ago

    I wanted him to be the answer to my prayers…
    Not knowing that I was making the wrong prayer.

    Keep me crazy, I prayed…
    Crazy enough to miss him every minute of everyday.

    Keep me crazy, I prayed…
    Crazy enough to love him through every hate.

    He is the answer now…
    I miss him every minute of everyday.

    He is the answer now…
    I…[Read more]

  • Princy commented on the post, weave 8 months, 3 weeks ago

    “Weavers weaving at the fall of a night
    Why do you weave a garment so bright?”

    Two lines form the poem ‘Weavers’ written by Sarojini Naidu… I studied this poem as kid in school. I still remember my teacher Sr. Jennifer teaching us this poem with such vigor and delight that the memory is forever weaved in me.