When people around him were taken over by life's desire;
And they were having many irons in the fire;
Here he was feeling low & depressed, unable to decide what to do,
And even his mind & heart had a strife;
When the clouds of sorrows appeared around,
He found no one to witness the pain of his life;
No one to sap his tears;
No one to dole out a shoulder to cry when he was hurt;
No one to echo the lament of his heart;
No one to comfort in his fears!

So, he wrapped himself in solitude;
Sunk under his bed & cried;
He sobbed & no one listened!

The pillows were showered by the inexorable tears from his eyes;
The tears that were evident of the
amplitude of strain he has passed through!

And the world;
Well! The world saw only his smiling face;
Little did they know-
" An untold story was played
behind the curtains of delightfully smirking face! "

- SANSKAR DWIVEDI✒