You’ll find me in the paths,
with no direction or destination.
You’ll find me laughing all the way, 
probably my tear gland is absent. 

I’ll be shining from a distance, 
and you’ll want to befriend me. 
Gradually, you’ll fall for me, 
and then one day, I’ll just leave. 

I cannot stand affection, 
yet that’s the thing I crave for. 
Long back, I used to feel, 
I don’t know who I am anymore. 

Life is an Indian cuisine, 
tastes good when served hot. 
Well, I'm on a special diet, 
I like my plates empty. 

The whole world is damn Grey, 
perfect White is a myth. 
I like everything in Black, 
’cause that’s the colour of my soul.

Pratyusha Choudhary

Pratyusha is a student of Honours in English Literature at the University of Calcutta and is a guest writer for ISMDiaries.

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