Melted my bones, Fought with time Struggled to no end Packed every inch of brain After a long awaited period Breathtaking minutes over now Can’t say that I’m least Bothered about the upshots But words of Gita consoles me ‘Everything happens for good’

A few days back, Kishan told that he want to become a social blogger like me (he commented in response to two of my previous posts  ). Ha ha ..”like me’’ .. lol.. let him realize what he is telling 😉 In his definition a…