Fight or Fly

As I walk towards the lane end

I question how did I end up here?

It is not the dream I imagined

It is the holocaust of innovation!

It is noise I hear, fear I feel

the beat of passion is far gone...

She retarded and thought

Should I submit to chaos?

She resisted the impunity..

Stared into gloomy sky

whispered "Fly High" ! 

But I  refuse to fly....

Should I try ?

or learn to survive?

I chose to fight  and stay alive!

- Aparna Bhumi

When spirits are high and surrounded by pessimism you tend to take up same..

We are no longer nomads... Flying is considered to be running away..

You are sure to fall in the lap of same traps. I am learning to survive by hitting hard!