Sometimes I wonder what my purpose is
I wonder indeed
is it to find myself or help people in need
but before I wonder and ponder deep
a notification takes away my attention
and I look at my phone to see what it has to say
and my musings are left for another day
-Niyati Parab
While I walking to my class, observing the daily chaos, I noticed a bird at the bottom of a fence. The fence surrounded a playground and was covered with a green mesh windscreen. The bird hopped a little above the fence but still couldn’t fly over the fence and because of the green windscreen mesh it couldn’t even see what was ahead of it, it hopped yet again a little higher but still couldn’t fly over, then finally the bird flew all the way to the top of the fence and lo and behold, it finally flew over the fence.
We humans also face such similar situations in our life, we take flight to reach our goals but many times we are met with severe weather conditions where we lose our way and lose sight of our goals, in such times we must persevere, we must not lose hope however bleak the circumstances, we must keep flying and navigating with all our will till we reach our goals.
We must find a way to overcome the green windscreen in front of us and fly beyond the fence, all one has to do is believe in themselves.
-Niyati Parab
She sat huddled by the fireplace
Her favorite book clasped in her hand
The suspense of the novel was nearing
“The masked man kicked the door open -“
Boom! the lightning struck
The girl almost flung the book away, she hadn’t realized that it had started pouring
She chuckled nervously and looked around, she remembered closing all the windows and doors.
The clock started ringing, announcing that its midnight
Suddenly there was a loud banging on the front door
She got up, startled, nobody was supposed to be here at this ungodly hour
She checked her cellphone to see no signal, and her neighbors lights were off.
She picked up her pocketknife lying nearby, not having much faith in its capabilities
This will do for now.
She crept slowly below, Raven Beatrice Rowland wasn’t scared of anyone
The banging had stopped and to her horror
She heard a click in the lock
She quickly hid behind the staircase, planning to run at the first opportunity she gets
The front door opened and soft footsteps were heard
” Raven!” The voice echoed
That voice, Raven Beatrice Rowland came out of her hiding
The lights were switched on
And there standing were her parents, who were supposed to arrive in a week.
In her mother’s hand was a big cake, and in her father’s were multi coloured balloons
” Happy Birthday Raven!” They said.
And Raven went to embrace them with joy.
-Niyati Parab
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