Pressing of the thumb dispersed the fumes,
dragged her towards a weird land;
full of unusual imaginary shapes.
Fearless of consequences,
she moved forward.
Once a while, twice a while,
many a times.
Gradually becoming familiar,
with strange land and its residents.
Unfamiliarity turned into acquaintanceship.
Scent of “Treasure” led to
the Land of Strangers.
Swept away by downpours;
Sidelined by the attackers;
Rudeness and arrogance of caretakers;
Made her to grow into a discoverer.
Unfamiliar roads of life;
Traveled by few in harsh times;
Groping by many in dark times;
A pathway lead her to unknown destine.
Digging holes on the way;
Burying each secret on the way;
Dragging down the veil of lights;
Finally she managed to survive.
Finally he invited on a tea cup;
Reluctant to meet him up.
Fearful of consequences she declined;
Assured respect and bucked her up.
Suddenly the invitation diminished;
Replacing with what’s up.