You know how sometimes Life takes you on this bumpy road..and you don't really have the right kind of tyres to ensure a smooth ride..
Have you ever sat in a room full of people you loved, people you knew and did not know. And felt as if you were not there at all.
And this is not a depressing thought actually. Sometimes when nobody can understand you probably because you were made slightly more mad..just pick up a pen(or in my case a touch screen phone) and write...


A Single bird on a lonesome tree
A hollowed out shell swept in by the Sea
An outcast weed growing amid the green
An only fish that swims for miles around the Sea

As empty as a temple thats lost its soul
As vacant as a port when the last ship has sailed
When the last rays of sunlight caress the Earth
When absolute happiness turns into a stranglehold


By Nandita Mehta