New year

Clock striked 12...
Streets were buzzed with people...
New Year wishes and resolutions were heard all around...
But he silently continued picking the rags around…
Jan-1, it’s just another day for him...
Looking at the calendar was an unusual task for the little boy...
I walked silently, with heavy heart thinking….
Will there be a New Year for the tiny tot?
Will there be a new dawn for the unfortunate kid?

B'day wish

Infact it isn’t a b’day wish, I could tell it as my embarrassment.
At 12, my cell beeped.
I received a empty message from my friend.
My mobile at times doesn’t support pictures
Thinking it should be my birthday message, promptly replied with a thank you message
The next minute, couldn’t hide my embarrassment
My friend’s message “Why a thanks for a GN-Crazy?” $%^&*….

My class

Its almost a year I had dragged myself to my violin class.
Sometime I love to be there…when I play it well J
Sometime I had to push myself, to travel 10km for a 15min class..
I feel this way, when I myself couldn’t bear my so called violin note…
One day, when I saw a visually challenged girl in my class all these thoughts vanished.
Without my notes in hand, I cant play it even 2 mins..
She was playing so beautiful and with so much of ease…
Her name is saraswathi…
I felt so heavy on knowing her name…
Alas we are blessed ones….