Vishwa Vyas

The place where my heart lives, And the only place where it openly bleeds. Always there for venting out my sorrows, Also, giving me a hope for a new tomorrow. The place where I can rebound on my own, And the only place to whom I've been true than all the people I have known. From making life inclines, To getting my peace of mind. The place where my happiness counts, And the only place that knows how many of my tears have touched the ground. Best listener to my unanswered questions, Also, a path to unwind all my tangles. I lack with words to convey, Because this place is far more beyond than I can portray.

Throwback to those days, When I traveled in auto rickshaw with 9rs per my way, When I went to school just to have fun with my friends, And fell asleep soundly at the day end. To the time when I literally had no clue that growing up would be a trap, Also, that someday people would give first priority to the social networking apps. Throwback to those days, When there was neither stress, nor heartbreaks, When the only thing concerned me was "which pokemon will ash catch next", And the awaited card games every night I played before I slept.

On your birthday, We daughters have a few words to convey. You are the most endearing person we know, From the time we were little till the time we have grown. You've always been our personal favourite astronaut from the start, Because it's you who made us realize how beautifully the universe is created like an art. You are the one who acquainted us to Bruce Lee, By your superior skills of using nunchaku regularly. Your everlasting love for Mithun Da & Michael Jackson's dance beats, Makes us please you to perform on some of their eternal hits. Today, we feel thankful, blessed and proud, To have you as a godfather of we 3 daughters around.

For whatsoever, Love comes in the form of laughter, And I'm one of the same kind. Coz falling in love inadvertently, Demonstrates the optimum to me, That love is entirely blind. And yes, it is rightly said, "The person who can make you laugh, Can make you fall in love as well without even making you realize." Also, most relevant because, In my attribute, The more you make me laugh, The more quicker you draw my attention. As to me, laughter is love, And so my merely happiness, Which goes beyond all extensions.

Endowed with seven slaying sisters, Have none with whom I could gossip anything, except misters. Where one is obsessed with boys, Another is obsessed with humans as toys. Gladsome, they don't read my blogs, Hereby, I could express everything through my words catalog. Wish i had a SISTER like ME! Someone with whom I could shop all day long, Also, recollect our childhood from where our lost-crap-talks belong. Where there would only be rejoiced glories, And no more of any so-called forever love stories. I wish, I had the courage to tell them that our "sister talks" are no longer into existence, Coz I truly want our bond back which is still in a wait of persistence.

If you say, She quitted education just to make herself discover. Oh then, Yes, she is a quitter. If you say, She quitted being herself in being a mother. Oh then, Yes, she is a quitter. If you say, She quitted patriarchy just for her molested daughter. Oh then, Yes, she is a quitter. If you say, She quitted being awful which once made her life bitter. Oh then, Yes, she is a quitter. If you say, She quitted compromising her dreams just to be an achiever. Oh then, Yes, she is a quitter.

Here's a heartfelt petition to all the riders and the drivers, Please stop risking with the existence of survivors. Wheel of this world is depended on trust, Do not put a passenger's lifespan to thrust. When you ride to somebody, be it on bicycle or in Lamborghini, Remember, you possess to have onus of one's life and it's family. There is a daughter waiting for her father to get back home from military, There is a mother waiting to meet her son in solitary. Owning a vehicle do not permit you to own a complete route of a street, Coz if it is so, then you are only merit to be seated on the backseat. You may acquire temporary victories, Also along, you demolish numerous boundaries. So why not let this world be a safe place, And let people grasp the paths they desire to trace.

There was a time, When my life used to clang. The only thing mattered to me, Was my slaying girl gang. We did had fights which went to the extremes, Alas, by people around, we were also often called as the best "team". Neither anybody knows, Nor anybody recognised. But I still wish to get a glimpse incase, Coz the memories I have, are impossible to erase.

Though, females are habitual in hiding money, And, so do I. The real motive behind, still holds a mystery, Yet, nobody knows why. Maybe, for the times of emergency, Or, to maintain self-sufficiency. Whereas, the case with me, Is like being a "PM"(personal moneylender) at times, to my family. Even after having enough money, I am unable to permit myself. Coz those fresh-ironed cash removed from the ATM, Refuses my inner soul from using it instead. Trying to keep it out of sight from my parents, In places like inside books or in bedsheets. Anyhow, by the end, they find it successfully, Like spectacular-proffessional-detective thieves. Disappearing of cash everyday, Made me question, do my money can really runaway? Later, when I recognised, its my brother who daily steals all my cash like a coward, I think, I need to start using a purse that does not open without a password!

Ambiverts have such an individuality, That they has a balance of "introvert" and "extrovert" features in their personality. They are kind of stucked in the middle of the road, being helpless, But believes, they get the best of both worlds regardless. What makes me one is, when spending too much time around people leaves me feeling drained, But then, I do social settings which makes me feel restrained. I be quite, but I ain't shy and I do sometimes look forward to cutting myself off from the world, But, at a point, I get bored of my solitude and gradually see myself getting blurred. Asserting myself becomes a bit tricky in many situations, Coz I get lost in my own thoughts just as easily as I lose myself in conversations. I am neither an introvert, nor an extrovert, I am awesomely blessed with a mixture of both i.e an "ambivert".

Yes, I do travel in local transportation, Yes, I don't like wearing makeup, Yes, I don't wanna be artificial, But, you gotta accept me with all my natural beauty. No, I don't mind being a mess, No, I ain't here to impress, No, you can't expect me to look like "Victoria's secret angel", But, you gotta accept me with all my natural beauty. Indeed, I know who am I, Indeed, I know I am beautiful, Indeed, I love myself, But, you gotta accept me with all my natural beauty.

He said, A real person like you in this fake world is hard to find, I pray and wish this gorgeous face never loses it's smile. A beautiful heart like you would be a sin if someone denies, Those dark circles won't ever decrease my love for you, which you tryna hide under your eyes. She replied, On the spot poetries are my real heart stealers, Accepting me with all my flaws silently is rare than the other fake dealers. It's said, "it takes the right person for making it worth a wait" even when you are pushed at the edge, Still I wish this stays a bit more to give myself a satisfied pledge.