When the world
abandoned her,
- Ankita Chauhan
She found
herself in the lap of words.
She read
thousands of lives, established indelible knots.
She enjoyed
their ebb and flow of thoughts.
She stood amidst an ocean of eclectic expressions.
How could an
author interpret her every reflection?
Sometimes she
felt anguished, alone with silent screams.
There is a vague line
between reality and dream.- Ankita Chauhan