Rushing for office
With a bag in hand
In formal attire
With disturbed mind
And unsatisfied heart
It’s me.. yes..Its Me..!!

Then I saw

A pretty girl
Infront of my eyes
In a sky blue floral dress
Dancing with solid red ribbon
Wearing Dancing bellies shoes
There was joy
And happiness in her
It was She… yes It was She…!!

I looked at myself
And then looked at her
Then I wished…
I could be like her
And enjoying my life

What’s the difference in her and I?
Which boundary is separating us?
I stepped ahead
And touched the boundary
It was a MIRROR
Infront of mirror it was me
Behind the mirror
She was, whom I wanted to be.


~Jyoti Yadav


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