Through The Eyes Of An Army Kid

By Tulika Harshvardhan

I left my home,

Met new surroundings, saw new faces.

Rushed through the days again.

Found it hard to get attuned.

But rushing made me forget,

Meeting new surroundings, seeing new faces,

This is life for me.

Memories full of unlike towns.

A blissful life undoubtedly.

Urged me to rephrase my words-

I found a new place for me to call “home”.

New surroundings and new faces,

Dawn upon me once more.

By Tulika Harshvardhan