White I dust the dusty shelves of mind, Teeming with termites, which were pinching holes in the prominent places and eradicating the fountains of my essence. For quite some time ,I was feeling the feel of being squirmed with hazy shadows overlapping my essential thoughts. And allowing the datk shades to creep. Till ,I mustered courage, and allowed myself time to eliminate these creeps. I dusted them off,revamped my site. And closed the door to these unwanted visitors. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # A different story from today # # renew