Lost and aloof ,was the girl living in her own fantasy world, was the girl dawning ornaments and a skip in her walk she gave her heart to someone like her opposed by others was the girl living in her own fantasy was the girl neither a care of society, nor the fear of right and wrong she painted her heart unabashedly with her lover's name with no prior experience, and no expertise she was naive and yet to take impossible challenges she'd strive she'd made love her passion and her profession a worshipper of love was the girl chasing the moon from a distance fighting with the blowing wind,was the girl when the myth broken she was changed she stopped wearing her heart on her sleeve,that girl they say something crushed her delicate heart wearing the weight of her, was the girl the bitter truth had been knocking at her door scared to dream, was the girl she'll gather her might and pick up the pen to put up a fight the author of her own story,is the girl she'll rebuilt her heart piece by piece she'll fall in love again, this brave girl she'll conquer greater heights straight out of book, is the girl she is many things in one my own reflection in the mirror, is this girl. .................................................... **manisha** (Banaras Hindu university) ............................ ......................... ©Manisha singh #mujh jaisi ladki