Babli's Blog

Officers Officers!  Anyone who would like to marry my girl? As a mother of five daughters Who has not a single brother I am worried soon we won't have a ceiling over our heads After Mr. Bennet is dead  With nerves that flutter at every sound Her daughters’ futures her world revolves around. Her Instagram is filled with pictures of her daughters And she is searching for the best suitors.  Through laughter and tears, through schemes undone Mrs. Bennet’s heart beats for each daughter, each one In a world of manners and societal might She fights for their futures, with all her might.

I thought that it was all in my head  A guy so perfect would never exist like in the books that I had read I tried my best to avoid you And I know that this time my heart will not break into two Maybe she thought you weren't perfect But please allow me to tell you that I am impressed  By your actions, your personality  Your respect, your mentality  How could I not notice your presence all this time  Why did I not long ago make you mine? You are my little secret, you are my MR. Green Forest!   

There are secrets that I have held in my heart  Maybe only the backspace knows the story from the start Every time I try to speak my heart  Somebody comes and breaks it into parts What is wrong with the society? Why is everybody I know suffering from anxiety?  Give her a break  Let her be for God's sake Don't let your expectations crush her dreams When you are not near she screams There are secrets that I have held in my heart  Maybe only the backspace knows the story from the start

A time when everybody was a friend Everyone was pure and never had to pretend  A time when I doubted the moon  And felt that it was following me like a kid behind a balloon  When mom forced you to go to bed But you played with your toys instead  Sleeping was a punishment then  But now look at you sleeping in the morning till ten Looking at the rainbow was then fun But now the physics behind it is shooting you like a gun There was a time when you wished to grow up soon Because you thought life would be much better when you had your own room  Now all you want is to relive those moments  Cuz current ones are a disappointment Childhood was the best  Your dictionary then never had the word depressed.  Now wealth and materialistic things don't matter to you  But you just want your childhood to be given back to you.  - Babli Lohia  

  When I first met you I didn't know that we'll get so close And I will trust you the most I still remember that innocent-looking face And the eye contact you made with grace  There was once a time when we were always on each other's team But why is it now that I look back it all seems like a dream? I would have done whatever to fix it  But then cuz of your ego, I had to quit There was once a time when I shared everything with you  This was gonna happen... then why didn't you give me a clue.  Isn't playing with others' emotions always fun?  Even with those whom you called yours once?  I wonder why we are having a hard time even looking at each other in the eye Even though you said everything was right and I... did try People were right when they referred to you as sunshine Cause once you were gone they were no longer blind just like owls at midnight. - Babli Lohia

A Teacher One with whom we can share each of our secrets without fear  One who is always there to wipe our tears  Someone whose greatest possession is the achievement of her student  One who treats her students like a precious diamond pendant Someone who never asks for long vacations Someone who always has the right information  Someone who never gets us wrong Someone who makes us merry and strong  To others, she might just be a teacher  But  to her students, she is the leader  She is a politician, a doctor, an engineer She made the writer, the poet, the artist, and the lawyer Without her, we wouldn't have become what we today are. Show gratitude to your teachers whenever you can  She has her own family to look after too but still, she takes care of you like a parent, man After a mother, it's just a teacher who is a keeper!  - Babli Lohia