To Love or To Live ?

I love bangles, anklets and my lovely curly hair
I love my girly styles and looks

I wear bangles but cover it with my sleeves
To hide the shining dashing colours
From the vulture eyes.

I wear anklets but keep it inside my shoes
To silence the sonorous ringing bells
From the peacock ears.

I keep my cosy hair between my hoodie
To obstruct the sweety oily smell
From the bear noses.

I transform myself as an alien to me
For my survival with them

I wish to live a day and night as my pure self
To witness the adjacent sunrise and moonrise
Before I vanish in the moonset... 


Wrong Mould

She used to walk to school. Some boys began to follow. She stopped walking. Mom bought her a cycle. Boys started whistling at her. She gave ...