She felt like a caged bird.
She couldn’t utter a word.
Cyclone and storm were running thro her.
Sense and logic were going blur.
Thought of running away was giving her immense relief.
That would solve her problems was her mistaken belief.
Pent up grief and unhappiness were turning her mad.
Her diminishing ‘happy- go- lucky’ image was making her sad.
Disappointment from life was looming large.
Life hasn’t been fair, is the cause of her rage.
Everything seemed enviable from the exterior.
Turmoil inside her was damaging her interior.
She searched for happiness which was nowhere near.
She cried about her failure to near and dear.
She has reached the point of saturation.
Time has come to take a serious decision.
It can have its own repercussion.
About that she will not (now) bother.
For her the situation is ‘now or never’.
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good work....................................lucid nari kee vyatha.
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