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In the Wake of Transformation
Affirmed & Perfect
I looked at my reflect,
Green T-shirt paired with black pants,
Hopes of bright future surged ahead.
I waited long, till a van came,
Reached late when class had already commenced,
Nervous and unknown in that herd,
I thought,
Someone would know the Aditi I left.
With each passing day,
I, too, failed to recollect.
Adjusting among peers,
I left laughter, fun and ease.
All still went well,
Until I was mocked for which I was best.
Making a front bencher hide at last,
Uninterested to struggle further,
She surrendered too fast.
Leaving her nurturers disheartened,
She cried alone at dark nights on bed.
Simultaneously, a heart break came.
Cracking a whole of four chambers in million shards.
I remember I had said;
'Changes & Adjustments can't be for vain'.
I didn't knew,
How a white lie was used;
To ease our worries,
For the uncertain future ahead.
Copyright ©
Aditi Sinha
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