My World

I am a little soul from the land of Mahabharatha. Sometimes, I feel like Kunti, the Mother of Pancha Pandhav. Often I would feel the torment of Draupadi in the hand of Dushashanas. I like to go back and see with my own eyes an era that had given us a storyline...My World..

Thursday, May 11, 2006

MY BIRTHDAY GIRL

The face glows a bit more, the dimples flash too often

The eyes sparkle all the time; frequently the mouth is seen to soften

There is a spring in her step, laughter in her tone

The fidgety hands reach out, a bit more, towards the phone

The sophistication is gone, the little tyke is seen to unfurl

For she is ours, once in a year, sweet little birthday girl.

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