Failure!
I often wondered how a failure felt on the day of PTM. Well I never knew but today tried to pen it down. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She didn't want to show her face to anybody. Hidden from people, even those who didn't know her. She broke all the mirrors in her room, to avoid the reflection of her failed self. Shut herself in her room, With bolted doors and windows; Let the sunshine not enter her room... Lest it would blind her. Her ears could listen her "praise" from relatives, And the stress in the relatives' voice saying , 'its her perfect age to get "settled"'! Her body shivered, tears poured over her charred rosy cheeks, She wept over her shattered life, For she failed to collect and complete her jigsaw puzzle; Comparison was her everyday phenomena, Routine was to sit and gaze books, In which she couldn't trust now. But still as she was habituated, Turned the pages. The weight of the book felt heav...