Where is my bird of hope..why doest it not come to me...i too wana fly high with it...reach d horizon n feel the sheer joy of the voyage...
I can see...clearly.. these shadows of darkness aren letting my sunshine reach me...illuminate me..give me comfort...
Waiting for my morning to come..a morning exclusively for me...n i become d receiver of God's bounty...so that I can live it…cherish it...absorb it..deep in my soul...
My soul is thirsty now...when will this thirst for live quench...when will i get to drink happiness…. flavored with craziness and topped with joy...and in this...i too would want surprising nuts of insane laughters...giggles...i wana be myself again...i wana be vivacious...i wana be who i am..i wana be me...
