Into The Blue..

Megha Sharma
A breezy dawn it will be..
The day I walk into the sea
Wet sand will cling to my toes
The day I let go of all friends and foes
The wind will whip my hair haywire
As I pay homage to all my frustrated desires
Caught between the extremes of life
I will abandon my role amid all the strife
Soft [...]

Poetic justice it was (a very short story)

Was it bad timing or sheer rotten luck? wondered Neesa. Neither, whispered a small but persistent voice in her head. It was a rare case of Divine Retribution, also known as poetic justice.