swing above the clouds

sharmishtha basu

Our Tundla quarter had a sturdy swing; we thought nothing will make its iron ropes snap till someone proved us wrong. But let’s leave that “someone” aside. It gave me confidence to swing to my heart’s content, I used to swing to the highest possible point and dream someday I will swing above the clouds, back then I believe clouds were solid, and sweet (have read in some story), and wanted to taste a piece of those amazing things.



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