Let the triumph begin

I woke the zombie

A corpse with no life

There was nothing human left in that unresponsive body

There was no bullet to put that zombie to rest

I woke the zombie

It felt nothing

Nothing but the darkness of eternity

Lifeless, steady and it feared nothing

I woke the zombie

I must not wait any longer

The battle has begun

The war is on

Soldiers of the dark put your battle face on

We are entering into the war zone

Let the triumph begin in the shadows of the blackness

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The Curious Child

The little I hear the more I want to know The curiosity of a little child goes beyond my imagination I wonder where do all those questions come from? What triggers those wondering minds The space it has and dissects the whole world Just a little word is enough to trigger the And anyone dares to shut them cause they just won't The melody turns siren, and the siren goes straight to my brain. On and on they go on, non-stop, continuous, infinity and beyond! Till they finally feast on the thing they are looking for. Innocent little being, trusting you and me. Little lumps of clay, rolling and playing everywhere. Undoubtedly, they are a handful and wonderful Even the curiosity of a curious little child drives you crazy to the core But being with them makes you love them more and more.

Travel story

The Virar local. She: excuse me!?😠 (Angry and irritated) *both standing with their backs facing each other* Me: yes?😕 (Ignorant of her tone) She: ah! 😤 Me: 🤷‍♀️*confused* She: How are you standing! 😡 Why did you move this side and you've pushed me out of the line! Shift this side and stand. (a little space on the side) Me: But I have to get down at the next stop 😕. Why don't you shift a little and stand? (Standing in the opposite direction) She: How can I stand there! 😡🌋 If I stand there I will fall on this person standing in front of me! Me: Oh for you not to fall on her you have to hold the handle on top 👩 She: Don't try to teach me 😡. Why did you even come to this side! Me: Because I was making space for another person to stand as she like you has to get off at Vasai 😇 She: oh good you did that 🙄😒(sarcastically) Me: (brain refusing to process sarcasm)😇 thank you 😊 People are like a river, constantly moving f...

Beautiful Morning in Mumbai Local

The beautiful sun shining bright, Waiting for us to greet him in this glorious sight. The cold breeze blowing strong, Making us feel the weather isn't so wrong. Twinkling hope in people's eyes, Trying to understand what is wise. The heat of gushing blood rushing through the body, The sight of it isn't less than a comedy. One step ahead of the other, A little by little we begin to go further. Well only to realize we've been pushed back than nearer, Soon to panic and attack to make the path clearer. Whirling mob heading towards your ground, Like crazy chicken, people start to run around.

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