Not much to say :(

Dear readers, I'm sorry. My writing gene seems to have shrivelled up and gone on holiday lately. Though I'm penning down any ideas as they come, the drive and will to write them out is missing. Call it laziness, being overworked or writer's block, it'll be a while before I can pen you something fresh. So for now, here's a poem I'd written earlier on the topic of Nuclear weapons. Could I have some feedback?

                                            Hear the call to be free

My life was a dream I didn’t appreciate

With beauty, life and happiness I didn’t create

Without asking, I had been granted

That the sun was shining and the trees had been planted.

Then what went wrong, what was my crime?

That the rivers dried up and were coated in grime

That the sun felt cold and the birds wouldn’t sing

That we no longer knew the joy a home could bring.

Life was a struggle and there was daily pain

Toiling for answers in the hot sun left us drained

The places I had known my entire life

Were all sacrificed for someone’s else’s strife

But it was not only buildings that were ground into dust

We lost our hopes, our dreams and our trust

Oft repeated as that is, things will never be the same

Especially when people close to you have gone blind or deaf or lame

Life and love were torn away

Many journeys and meetings went astray

Fresh rain can’t wash away the dirt left behind

New grass can’t make us forget the sadness, the hurt in our minds

Our live are diseased, polluted forever

Even now when we’re older, matured and clever

Questions we can’t answer and the nightmares of our youth

Still haunt us today despite others’ ruth

Consider this please, consider the cost

Consider what all will be lost

The people, the conditions, the things you value will be gone

And then you’ll have to start again and move on

Stop this destruction from ruining your days

Say no to nuclear weapons and make others change their ways

Remember, only differences in thinking shouldn’t cause it all

When all it takes is to hear the call.


                                      -  Charu

I've been pretty busy handling republic day celebrations, sports day, homework and self reproach. I'm trying to catch up on reading and actual studying. And there's like a hundred different things running through my mind at the same time, so things in my life are a little strained.

Most interesting event lately: Being reminded over and over that I'll soon be in 12th a.k.a. board year. Boo!

Yeah, I'm not even feeling at ease. Emotions have been running high this last week with anger, self-annoyance and some moments of happiness. But now that the weekend is here, I'm feeling much better. Finally I'll be able to do some actual study, the reason for which I go to school. And I'll get to face to projects which count in my finals. And my eyes feel sore already.

Wish me luck in the new week. And the same to all my readers too :)


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