Quelling the voice of self-doubt
The deafening sound echoed high and low, Choking footprints of faith and confidence, Apprehension besieged, rendered a blow, Throttling the vestiges of her essence. . Social commandment, crippling, deep-rooted, Banished her merit as a close second, Taunting her aspirations, vile, ill-suited, ‘Sheltered domestic domain’, it reckoned. . The yearning deep, surfaced recurrently, Rescuing her from […]
Queue-pee.
#AZatPP #day17 #letterQ . Mother said that when I was born, I had a ‘queue-pee’, a gorgeous one. But by and by many more curls appeared, Filling my little head, though my parents, it cheered. Pretty soon, the curls got fuzzy, They stuck out stubbornly, defying gravity. The school headmistress, the curls enraged, For they […]