The Shoe Story

And there it was. My perfect match. My perfect golden shoe, with sequined bling on it. As soon as my eyes fell on it, I, as a bee to honey, was pulled towards it. I felt that it was pleading me to pick it up. And I did. Oh yes, I did. I fulfilled its plea. I was happy. Rather I was elated to see the perfect thing ever made on this planet. I put it down and tried it delicately- like it was made out of tissues or tulle. I guess that’s what it is called…..never mind. I tried it again. But alas it was one size smaller than my BIG feet. Never hated my feet this much. I thought lady luck is always with me. But not today. I was, with my displeasure, informed about the unavailability of another pair.

WHY ME…WHAT DID I DO TO BE TREATED THIS WAY? WHAT DID I DO WRONG?

I felt dejected & ignored. I tried to make myself come to terms with the truth. I promised my heart that I’ll make amends to it.

So, I did. I went to another store and looked around. I felt my heart skip a beat.

YES, I fell in love again. There in front of me was the perfect pair of heels…..and it was d perfect shoe that was ever made in this world.

Dreams & Aspirations

Talking about my dreams is somewhat difficult. I love to travel and see new places. Until a few years back I wanted to be a globetrotter visiting the unknown places of the world. I love adventure sports and have tried my hand in white water rafting and the next thing in my checklist is bungee jumping. I like to dance and I can talk for hours. I can’t sleep without reading at least one page of any book and love to ponder over random things. I sometimes love to sit alone and think about things that matter to me. I used to write a diary but maintaining a diary in a hostel is dangerous and I have suffered the consequences. In future I want to be a globetrotter but that’s not happening soon so I will be satisfied with a good job and a good life.

BUCKET LIST

I wish I could swim like a fish,
And travel the seven seas.
I wish I could fly,
And cross mountains like birds do.
I wish I could jump from the edge,
And fall in the pit of eternity.
I wish I could globe trot,
And not think about my worries.
I wish I could go back in history,
And predict the future as it is now.
I wish I lived in a world of no religion,
And not segment myself as a Hindu.
I wish I had the freedom to be just me,
And not care about the society.
I wish I had enough wishes,
To live my dreams out loud,
To be aloof and sing and dance,
Or be lost within a crowd.
I hope all my wishes get their wings,
And let loose out in the horizon deep.
I wish I could experience utopia and bliss,
And still feel my pillow weep.