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Freedom Ride

I count cars to be the biggest fascination during my childhood days. My almirah used to be filled with toy cars of all possible sort, color and design. The collection grew day after day and so the pride of it's owner. Hours and days would pass staring at the minute details but not my curiosity and interest in them. Everyone already knew how to please me - by gifting yet another toy car. As I grew up, I explored more cars, the real ones. Their functioning, design, features and the technology used. It would be not wrong to say that I had started seeing my dream career to be an automobile engineer. It's lately that I have been looking for a car to finally buy for myself. When one has a deep knowledge about 'to be bought' product it becomes quite difficult to make a choice. I went through hundreds of car brands and their models but the only car which caught my attention was Datsun redi-GO from the very reliable- Nissan. In this write-up I will share the best three featur

In my dreams

Dreams are something I have started believing in lately. Each night there is a new dream, some believable, some unbelievable, some scary and some inspiring as well. It's like a reel which starts involuntarily, induced somewhere from the unconscious state of mind. I shared my dreams with a few friends and it was quite interesting to know their dreams, in return. A good friend of mine who believes that ''Dreams are gates to territories that are not explored'' suggested me to start a journal in order to keep a record. I did so and it's satisfying to fill page after page. The most interesting one which I had seen recently had a message. A quote!  ''Books are not divergent because they flirt with each other''   Make sense? It's been a long time since I composed a poem. Here's a try of shaping a dream into a poetry. She closed her eyes  to open the lock tonight of another dream door which awaits her to cite an unseen story, foretol

Dry grass

Eager birds chirrup biding a goodbye As setting of the sun embarks At the horizon meets the sky and the earth It all seem so serene and stark Walls painted in rattan beize decorated with frames and oil paintings A blue palazzo pant and a red top lies on her bed with a watch, hand bag and big earrings She sits there, just before a window Relentlessly, looking outside And suddenly the rooster clock buzz, frenzy   She realize it has been days since she cried Tears trickle down her cheeks  For she know, another day is about to pass and the fate will guzzle her with woes life sans love and friendship is a dry grass Written for Three Word Wednesday