I envy that doll so pretty and nice to play with moreover it doesn’t have any feeling or emotions .
You were that ,final gulp of air to life, which each every inch of my deteriorating body was craving for.
I am Fascinated by those touch screens ,
The way a world emerges from my finger tips .
obsolete dolls remains in one corner,waiting for a chance for my touch,
to arouse and rekindle the inner world in me
And I,unaware of it.
When she admired the strength of women,little did she know that she will be knocked down so low that she don’t have any choice but to end up as the synonym of strength.