The forest is my mother, and i am her only child. I can sense enemies from a mile apart' My single touch could lead you towards heaven. I am not a vampire nor a worewolf, I am a fog, a dark grey fog. covered under a black long coat' you can feel my presence everywhere in the forest. Those golden glitering deers, magical butterflies, green purplish sparkling leaves and the multicolourflowers are all my children. While the glow worms are my companions;  if you ever try to catch them your hands will disappear. I give life,I give death. I am not a god but a unique creation of him. I have a best friend in the deep deepest of the forest, A tree those fruit could cure every disease present in this vast world. I am the life source of birds,animals and heirer of canopies and waterfall. I have the power to end this world. Fire is my weakness; Unicorns are my strenght. I pluck unicorn's hair and placed it to every leaf of the forest which makes this place a dream, A WONDERLAND. I am the soul of the forest. I am the life of the forest.

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 To the most strongest person, You don't need to be strong all the time dear, sometimes crying is the only solution for your problem. Crying doesn't mean you are weak, it means that you too have a heart like others.God put you in this cause you are the only one  who could pass his exam. Your eyes are filled with emotions and tears waiting to come out at night. Night couldn't scare you dear cause you are the fighter of dark like a blind. I saw how each passing second you are struggle with your mind, with your thoughts,dream and even with yourself. Hey!! Just stop this overthinking which makes your situation more worst. It's not compulsory to fight with it , let it go. Your inner peace is above all trantums. Take a long deep breath and begin again. This is what life wants to taught you, as soon as you understand this,all your problems will gone forever...trust me ❤️

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Taking birth from your mother's lap, to your first clap and being slaped, enjoying your childhood was left somewhere, inside this cruel whole or may be cruel you... The value of those 1 Rs will never come back, Now by mobile phones your sleep is hacked, Doing unnecessary dramas for seek of toys, Today you even don't understand your inner voice.... Those were the days of your stubbornness and happiness, but now how will you get out of your self made mess, That time your parents happiness is all you need, Time changes so you are as making money is your only dead...... You grow in your ancestors supervision, but now you even lost your good vision, Counting stars on your hand was your only dream, Your voice nowadays only comes out as scream. Seeing the whole world was a universal dream or thought, But today leaving your comfortable zone makes your blood clot, Even darkness questions me how the light looks, When will you question yourself your worth? —Radhika

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badal bhi khushi se barasne lge... suraj badlo ke piche se jhakta rha..... sansar mein mano koi badlav aara ho..... fool bhi dubara khilne lge.... garibo ko roti dubara milne lgi...... desh se atyacharh kaam ho gaya.... pashu pakshi jungalo se bahar aagye..... kuch esa rha bharat ka lockdown...

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