Voice to My Thoughts!!!

It is not usual for me to go to vegetable market, but that was a different day for me. Mom asked me to bring some fruits and two or three vegetables from the market while returning to home. I didn’t like that work but it was raining outside, and I couldn’t say no. While returning home, I stopped by to buy the listed items. I was standing nearby one vegetable vendor who was selling vegetables on the footpath. Suddenly, the rain started falling heavily. He didn't have any roof on him. I stretched my hands back to cover head with a hat of raincoat, but something I heard that halted my action for a second. “What will happen to the people who don’t have a piece of plastic to cover their children from rain? God help them.” His wife ran with some plastic piece to protect her child from rain who was suffering from fever. Those were words of concern of his wife, for others. That incident shook something inside me; it reminded me of a letter I had read when I was in sixth g...

        The wounds you gave me, they still hurt,         but I choose not to cry now.         The hole you left in my heart cause pains,         but I choose not to feel it anymore now.         The eyes you used to watch in, still cries         but I choose not to show it out now.         The lips which used to lock with yours, now dries,         but I choose not to share love now.         The messages we shared, I still read,         but I choose to destroy them all.         The way you used to look at me, still flashes,         but I choose not to miss you now.         The first picture we took together, I still see,         but I choose to tear it now.   ...