Why does the time pass ?
Why doesn't the time stop?
Why does this time make a person happy ?
And then why does it make a person sad?
Why does the time make the end of a life?
Why does this time doesn't stop when we want?
Why doesn't this time wait for a while?
Why does this time run?
I don't have any answer for all these.
If any has
Please make it for me easy.
Anwesha Mohanty
Viii, Bharatiya Vidya Bhavan Public School
BHEL Ramchandrapuram
Hyderabad, India.
Note:Anwesha is my daughter.
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Wednesday, February 6, 2008
DOESN'T HE LIKE ME?
Doesn't he like me ?
Why he never said me Hello ?
Why did he always ask about my brother
Even I was in-front front of him?
Why didn't he ever asked of me?
He didn't do so
Because he never liked me?
But why? But why?
But why he didn't like me?
What did I do to him?
Did he not like me
Just because I was a girl?
Anwesha Mohanty
VIII, Bhratiya Vidya Bhavan Public School
BHEL, Ramchandrapuram
Hyderabad
(On being asked by her maternal grand father)
Why he never said me Hello ?
Why did he always ask about my brother
Even I was in-front front of him?
Why didn't he ever asked of me?
He didn't do so
Because he never liked me?
But why? But why?
But why he didn't like me?
What did I do to him?
Did he not like me
Just because I was a girl?
Anwesha Mohanty
VIII, Bhratiya Vidya Bhavan Public School
BHEL, Ramchandrapuram
Hyderabad
(On being asked by her maternal grand father)
The People who Know Me Don't Know Me
The People who Know Me
Don't Know Me
People say I'm not emotional
People say I have no feelings
People say I don't care for others.
People see these things and play with me.
People see me from outside
And assume I'm a happy girl.
But
No one has peeped into me
I'm a doll with unhappiness.
I'm the box which can't open
Even if you try to open.
I'm the door which is locked
And can't be open.
That's why I say
The people who knows me
Don't know me.
Anwesha Mohanty
VIII Standard
7th Feb. 2008
Don't Know Me
People say I'm not emotional
People say I have no feelings
People say I don't care for others.
People see these things and play with me.
People see me from outside
And assume I'm a happy girl.
But
No one has peeped into me
I'm a doll with unhappiness.
I'm the box which can't open
Even if you try to open.
I'm the door which is locked
And can't be open.
That's why I say
The people who knows me
Don't know me.
Anwesha Mohanty
VIII Standard
7th Feb. 2008
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