The Fortress

Ages agoWhen everything seemed newAnd dreams were as true as realityI started building a fort, with blankets and hopeAnd oh! Fairy lights!In its comfy wombI read, slept and fantasised a bitLet’s just say, I conquered it. One day,Hope left unannounced.The foundation broke,It shook the core.I stood still, shockedAs the bricks collapsedAnd dreams came crumbling down.Crash!Then…

Glass half full

It’s been quite sometime that I’ve been staring at the glass in front of me. Half full. I laugh snarkily, at my thought. Half full like our lives? It’s been almost 6 months of this ‘new normal’ and somewhere we have found ourselves trying out new ways to feel fulfilled. I had taken up 3…