Cliches
are cliches for a reason, we make them so. When I was young, I used to
be quite the tomboy. I grew up with my elder brother and naturally, or
not, I mimicked his crazy...
ON THE CONTRARY
25 August 2011
23 August 2011
WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS
One, two, three, four,
My body sways to-and-fro,
Moving our bodies on the dance floor,
This I had not done before,
And my feet feel sore,
But the tune in my heart's core,
Keeps me hopping till four.
The song changes with the note,
And our song starts playing.
In my tummy there's a knot,
Unknown to...
