I hope I could share my aspirations with the women,
Who amid household chores and child-rearing,
Have relinquished their own aspirations.
Forgotten how to pursue their own goals,
Prioritising their health.
I hope I could sprinkle my liberation,
Upon the resilient youth ensnared by modern addictions,
Releasing them to breathe in,
The essence of freedom.
I wish I could extend my helping hands,
To all the adults,
Who feel they have no time,
To pause for themselves,
Believing that their ultimate happiness,
Lies in finding solace within themselves.
I wish I could envision sharing all my joys,
With those despondent faces of the elderly,
Standing on the edge,
Their weary hearts and heavy eyes,
Longing for the culmination,
That seems so distant.
I wish I could convey to them:
"You are the treasure of wisdom and blessings for us. "
It Starts Within You
One of You
Monika Sharma
