LIFE OF SECRECY

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 Aryama built her own world full of magic , full of poetry , all the feelings of her heart were expressed by only poetry. When she felt something very strongly , very strongly she used to express it all in just this one way. Each time she wrote a poetry and re-read it,  paints the most peaceful picture in her mind , the place she ever wanted to be ; The picture of a fresh water brook flowing describing the flow of her feelings just like the desription she felt when she read the poem brook by william wordsworth in her childhood days. The poem described her heart all well the valleys were her heart's hidden valleys.The brook was her feelings all flowing to join the sea of love.

There stood a BIG PINK WALL in her room having STENCILS of RED ROSES and all the poems displayed on it by sticky notes . She started writing all this since she was in 12 years of her age till now .The wall started the poem on a THE RABBIT I SAW IN MY DREAM  some cute topics  to MY FUTURE CRUSH. That is things she felt that has to happen but never happened.The wall was almost full wanting an extra space to breathe.

But the one favourite one she always read at night before sleeping was I CARRY YOU IN MY HEART By E.E cummings. That poem always reminded her of her late mum and dad. Though she accepted the fact that they are not here with her ; but because of this poetry she also realised that there is one place where people never fade, die or disappear is in thier hearts.

She was the head of the poetry club in the college and also provided slogans and poetry to various plays in the drama club. Everything she was held her together and just gave her strength , the poetry basically was a self-motivating  and supporting system so that whenever she felt alone she could be there for herself to hold her back.

No matter how hard we try we are always some sort of alone in our on world , among our own people and aryama discovered a new world in her heart which collected all her memories and feelings where she was  not alone but always feelinf some or the feeling that made her happy and gave her pleasure.

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