Daily Prompt: Through the Window


Through my window I see it all, The way the city moves into midnight, Car’s and taxi’s and buses, Pacing towards their destination. Through my window I see, Street lights blinking into the grim sky, Apartments lit grid by grid, This cement jungle doesn’t seem to  sleep. Through my window, Somewhere above I hear a…

Happy Birthateday!!


Hate birthdays.Todays not my birthday, nor is it tomorrow, in fact its not for two months now. What got me thinking about it was my friend’s birthday-which was yesterday-and it reminded me how much I hate it.But here’s the catch.Only mine.Yes I am one of those weirdos who hate their own birthdays.Everyone else’s is a…