Merry Fairy Day

I open my eyes and one of my friends is up-close to my face screaming, "It's 25th December, it's Fairy Day!" I snap out of my sleep and jump with joy. We all know it is actually Christmas but for us it is Fairy Day.

I look around and everyone is excitedly getting ready. I too, get ready and then we all go and have our breakfast. They give us the same thing as they always do. But, today is actually tastes good.

Once we are done with our breakfast, we all go outside and wait for the fairies to arrive. We wait and we wait and we wait and then there they are! They come in a big bus and as they get down we all gasp, their hair glistens in the sunlight and their dresses are just to dream of.

As they are getting down they are laughing and and smiling at each other, which makes them even more beautiful. As they see us they greet us and give us boxes filled with toys and clothes. Then, they stand before us and sing carols; their voices like a nightingales.

An Embrace

Alone she lay
When it creeped in
Embraced her
Consumed her entirely
And she said nothing...
The darkness was her friend.

My First Day at School

I was scared. I was surrounded by people, I felt like I was lost. Mom had lied; school did not seem like fun.

After mom took me to my classroom, she said she would wait outside. But I was still scared. I did not know anyone; other kids were talking to each other and making friends. But, I was scared to move.

Then, a lady came in and said her name was Tr. Lily. She made us tell our names too, I listened to everyone carefully. When it was my turn I felt like jumping under the desk.

“Aarav.” My mind said

“Yes? What’s your name?” Tr. Lily asked.

“Aarav.” My mind said again.

She kept asking and my mind kept replying.

Then, Tr. Lily taught us nursery rhymes; “Humpty, dumpty sat on a wall. Repeat students.”

“Humpty, dumpty sat on a wall.” My mind said.

Then, she read us a story, which I enjoyed.  

Then, it was time to go home. I walked out of the classroom, saw mom and started to cry.  

Imperfect Lives

Now, in between our imperfect lives
We search our talents
We play the guitar till our fingers bleed, we stay up all night to think up good poetry, we frown at our artwork
All this in a tiny room

But one day, in a room that won't seem so tiny
And at a time our lives won't seem so imperfect
We will be doing the exact same things. 

Lonely?

Outside, everything was bright. Diyas lit, Akash Kandils hung up, firecrackers bursting on every street, such joy!

But, everything seemed dark around me. I had just moved to a new city to find a job. My family was celebrating Diwali together; I had spoken to everyone in the morning.                                              

The empty apartment did not make me any happier, probably why mother wanted me to have a room mate. I slumped on the couch and heaved a sigh. It had been a long and tough few days. But, I had gotten a job just three days ago; I took it as a good sign. Realizing I was hungry I ordered food...again.

Even after the food had arrived it felt quiet and lonely so I watched a movie, I entered its world. I forgot who I was, what I was doing, why I was there and that was my Diwali.

And She Walked

The gods; all well dressed
Seated around a table                                                                                                                                                   

Quietly discussed important matters                                                                                                                      

Silently opened the door;
Walked in                                                                                                                                                                                 

Wearing a black top, ripped jeans
Hair a mess                                                                                                                                                                      

Placed herself on an empty chair;
Laughed at their stupid
opinions                                                                                                                               

Then, with the tip of her finger dropped a cup;                                                                                                        

Hell broke loose                                                                                                                                                                    

And chaos walked out.