Shards of Life

In the shards of the mirror

Strewn around me,

I see life scattered

Peeking furtively

From the jagged rims.


I see instances

And I see incidents,

Some long forgotten

Some fresh

Peeping from the corners.


Like life, the shards too struggle

Do they not?

At a semblance of normalcy.

They sidle up to each other

A futile attempt at solidarity.


Alas! They fail.

Punctured as they are

By the slivers of silica

Much like ego and doubt

That perforate us.


About Sonal Singh

I believe that life is a repertoire of anecdotes. The various situations that we encounter, the many incidents of every day, the people we meet, our conversations with them; all make life a melange of tales. And, that is what I attempt to capture through my writing. My cooking is no different! It reflects my love for travel and my love for innovation. The kitchen is my happy place. So, even though by vocation I am a recruiter (, by passion I am a writer, home chef and a hodophile.

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