A Jolly Good Life

I was surrounded by inky darkness. Not a speck of light anywhere. No sound and no living being in sight. It didn’t even appear like I was standing on solid ground. Suddenly everything felt heavy and I started tumbling down into infinity at breakneck speed. Yes, I was going to die! And then I woke up with a start, all comfy on my soft fluffy bed. Ever had dreams like these? Well, I would regularly have such dreams till  I  got over my fear of sleeping alone. This is the story of the various phases I went through before I learnt to overcome my fear of sleeping alone. How I changed from being scared of the dark to absolutely loving the idea of my own room and my own bed. When I was about 6 years old, my parents got me a fold-able bed which they would place at the foot of their bed. I was so excited about the whole idea of opening and folding the bed that I just couldn’t wait for night to come. Every night my mom would read me bed time stories and put me to sleep on this b...

Last summer vacation, on one of the days when i was really really getting bored, and couldn't find any good ideas to write about, I decided to write a long poem narrating the story of Hansel and Gretel. Hope you read and enjoy my version! In a village outside a wood, there lived two children nice and good Hansel and Gretel lived alone with their father, due to the untimely death of their mother Their father, depressed and sad, married a woman, mean and mad The women hated the young children, and they hated her too And one day a cunning plan she drew, she planned to take the children out And say, "I'll be hereabout", then leave them on their own To die in the woods all alone Hansel heard this and ran outside and he filled some stones in his bag Next morning when they got up, their step-mother grinned and said "We're having a picnic in the woods and here's your sup, now wash your face and make your bed!" Hansel walked behind, a...