Its Another Day

Its another day.
Another day to write in your book of life.
Just another tragically regular day.
But there’s something about this day thats a bit unusual.
That is overwhelming and frightening at the same time.
That excites me, and makes my breath stand at the end of the tongue at the same time.
Its probably just one of the perks of being a crazy overthinker.
But still it makes my skin tingle everytime I think of the extent of possibilities this day will have in store for me.
Perhaps I m really an overthinker, but I dont mind being one.
I dont mind it. If each morning, this prompts me to fill my mind up with a positive zeal .To enjoy the moments that lie waiting for me.
And I certainly don’t mind it if this is the reason why I greet each person I meet wid a smile, because given a choice, happiness would be my favourite thing to share wid others.
From  the little I have known of this world, its a cruel haven which will always make u lose your faith in it .
But at the end of the day, its a delightful place to live in. A place with endless chances to make everything alright again.
Each day’s sunrise brings with it another opportunity to complete the task left undone with the previous day’s sunset,  to reach new heights, to meet new people. And when u look up to the horizon this morning, you just know this day couldnt hav been more beautiful.
But, you know why ? Because that is when you decide its not just another day, but the day you are gonna make everything count for. A day worth remembering.

Radhika Sharma



When the waves are falling upon the shore,

And you’ve got nothing to ignore

Just look beyond the rising sun,

You will surely find a little nation.

A nation waiting for you to improve,

In every phase of your life to move

To find a train at all the stations,

This is the nation of expectations.

An expectation greater than your dreams and desires,

Hardly able to exist in this world of fire

But always wanting to make a place in your heart,

So as to bring you a wonderful start.

A start that would change your life,

And that would bring their expectations to rise

All you have to remember my friend

Is that- expectations can bring a change.


I m cold and pained, not because winter has finally encroached the earth And abandoned us of all warmth, but because I cannot stand the hatred for me prevailing in the little hearts of the so called “dear ones”.
I m cold and pained, not because it is midnight and I m still away from my bed and blanket, but because  I realize  now the materiality of the respect I earned.
I m cold and pained, not because I didnt bring a cloak to this half past twelve-walk, but because their love for me was just a joke for them.
I m cold and pained, not because I cannot see a single fire on this lonely road to warm me up, but because I cannot take these fights anymore.
I m cold and pained, not just because I stand here all alone to fear this cold, but because I know..even a new morrow wouldn’t give me the faintest hint , a faintest hope to go through this torture of life ,as I braved it today…


Radhika Sharma