The fledgeling tries fledgeling tries to fly out of the nest

The fledgeling tries to fly

The fledgeling leaves the nest

fledgeling tries to fly

The fledgeling tries to fly

The magic of silence.

The magic of silence

Is a soundless space

That lures us to hear

The spoken word. 

The sound of silence 

Reverberates to sow

A seed of a new thought 

Which grows from

The womb of the

Magic of silence. 

Is potent with meaning 

Bringing an avalanche of

 Queries awaiting 

Making magical 

The moment of silence. 

Whatrapp draft to Kaumudi Paliwal

Coming or age.

The fledgeling tries her wings. .

The journey of Kumud, from her pampered home to LSR in Delh, is

about a little bird trying her wings away from home.When she left, she was

19years old.Now she is 21.Quite a long period.And now she is Kaumudi. For us she is  a blossing, beautiful adult. These have been crucial years in her life. She has become a responsible, independent adult, ready to take on the world. Travelling alone is her forte. Umpteen times, doing it alone, doesn't frighten the successful Kumud any more. She has established that she can do it. Now she is back home, preparing for the IAS exams. She is having a gala time, meeting her friends, & also studying online for her exams.So that, in a nutshell is her story. The fledgeling tries her wings. .

The journey of Kumud, from her pampered home to LSR in Delh, is

about a little bird trying her wings away from home.When she left, she was

19years old.Now she is 21.Quite a long period.And now she is Kaumudi. For us she is a blossing, beautiful adult. These have been crucial years in her life. She has become a responsible, independent adult, ready to take on the world. Travelling alone is her forte. Umpteen times, doing it alone, doesn't frighten the successful Kumud any more. She has established that she can do it. Now she is back home, preparing for the IAS exams. She is having a gala time, meeting her friends, & also studying online for her exams.So that, in a nutshell is her story. 

The dancin shoes

The shameless night,

The shameless night

 spread it's darkness

with a wicked smile

overcoming it's sleep 

into quite slumber.

She walked passed the

 shaded peeping windows, 

the pillows hearing

the caressing sounds

Then the night flew

out, changing into

day, the new attire

becoming a smiling day.

., 

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The dancing shoes