Naam Me Kya Rakha Hai?

I felt like a leaf which fell down the tree and the tree didn't recognise it as its own part,  I felt like the drop of rain that once fell on your forehead and travelled down your chin and fell on ground  I was there, just there!  I was about to touch you with my charm But way to your heart wasn't through stomach I felt like a burnt bread  No one wants to give me a try A beatless vein  I am there but never fine  A skin that's peeling but looks scary A watch that was tic tocking but now waiting  Waiting for the one sight of yours  The one you once passed to me through the crowd  do you have the head count?  I want to know was it easy for you?! Since I felt like plastic  Thrown, dragged, stretched but not broken or torn  It hurts but trust me I've been strong  Did you turn back and had a look at the foot prints I left for you to trace me back?  Or at the chalk marks I made for you to remember the times when we were into each other

Not everyone is lucky to have their first boss like the one I had. From tomorrow I begin a new journey but for this I am leaving a friend and a mentor behind. Only physically though! So, here is a small story about my 1.5 years journey with Mrs.Kiran Chopra, my boss 😘 I was in a womb  Not knowing how the world would be, Not knowing where I deserve to be, scared enough with everything I imagined to be around, Not familiar with how harsh will life feel and sound, But then I had to be born.  I came into this world  And you sculpted me like you sculpt the clay, Patted me to get me into shape  Moulded me to look great,  Pampered me since you knew how to handle me with nothing but care,  And I stood in front of you completely bare.  You understood the words unsaid,  You saw me in pain and suffered in your own self,  You smiled and spread the smile around,  You made us a family, United and strong.  Your sorrows traveled through us  Your absence ate