Stumbling blocks- Falls, bruises, a few hard knocks, Trepidation No sense of direction One goal in mind The path to find I must carry
Mrs. Narayanan did it again.This poem won the first prize. English was always my favorite subject in school. I loved the elegant English teachers with
For all those who read my previous post The Run up to the Marathon and have been wondering how it went today, here it is.
During the NaPoWriMo challenge on Day 20, we had to write a poem on a game and I had written on the game of carrom
Two years ago, we had an Iftar party (a get-together held during the Holy month of Ramadan to break fast) given by the office. The moment I heard