Is it her curly hair
Long and strong
Thick and dark
That trapped me like a hare
Is it her lovely face
Full of grace
That worked like a bait
That like a fish I am caught
Is it her alpine curves
An hour glass
That have a magic
I lost my logic
Is it her big heart
So soft ,so kind
That I did not mind
To become her mate.
Sudha chandran,a promising dancer,
Lost her right leg in a road accident
Used a jaipur foot ,practised with unbent
Will ,became a dancer and an actor
Where there is a will ,there is a way
My beloved,blow me a kiss
I will take it for my bliss
It will give my day a fillip
It will refresh me like a tulip
Trees are the roadside angels
For travelers seeking shade
Beauty spots on the highways
First aid centers for the injured.