Treasuring you was like

holding my world on my shoulders

I feel wor(d)th-less

I'm writing a book

It's about a campus story
.
.
.
who would like to read it ?

the biscuit I dip in tea gets soggy and falls before I eat it.
whatever I aim to throw in dustbin,
it fails.
the way I peel boiled eggs
more then half gets out with the skin.
If I try to cook something
it burns and even I can't recognise what I've made.
If I sit with coffee in my hands and write some poem,
unfortunately it falls on my books.
no matter with how much affection I carry a child,
they cry loud.
the day I deliberately want to have some non-veg food,
I come to aware that its Saturday.


am I the only one .......... having such a miserable life 😑

Trust me...
It will become easy,
once you start accepting,
Instead of expecting.