Can you lend me an attic someone? And in that attic I will see that girl again. The one with the blue frilled cotton frock. The one with the acne marked red cheeks. Playing with imaginary rabbits. And immersed in her story books. Can you lend me an attic someone? I will go there and…

The fragrance, the colour and the perfection. The dazzle, the mystery, a wondrous collection. The stargazers looking up to absorb all. They among all other flowers stand tall. My mother was so much like Oriental lilies. The dazzle of her intellect and her sparkling words of ease. The mystery of her beautiful eyes and her…

I was walking on the soft green grass. The sunshine was glistening on the dewdrops. My feet was touching the earth. My heart was feeling the happiness. Three sparrows were there with me, Pecking away in the grass. They went on hopping from one place to another, Not scared when I went near them. I…