Nisha Advani's Blog

A tiny speck in his gigantic world Adoring protégé came along that girl; A sparkle in the lion's expressive eyes Told a tale clear as pure blue skies. Many a word they exchanged Forging a bond unexplained; But destiny rolled its fateful dice When the once warm lion turned to ice. "I protect thee, o little one... Your innocence overlooks aiming guns." "Noble sire, jungle laws proclaim I should fear thee, But my undiluted intentions set me free." Torn between head and heart Lion and Lamb now stay far apart; His inhibitions are not unwarranted For mighty hunters often get hunted.

A heart sheltered by a house of cards Bittered, shattered, broken into shards; Lashing words, she rants uncontrolled For all those tales that remain untold. Shameful, her endless unanswered rings She buries her lament in yet another drink; She knows not where the painful road ends All she asks for the journey is a friend.  Lonely tears flood her structured dam When she realizes "life's great!" is but a sham; Crumpled, withered, clueless where to start She lies fallen, completely fallen apart.

“We are flying at 10,000 feet… ascending to 11,000 feet… 13,000 feet… 15,000 feet. Open the door guys we’re in the drop zone now.” The pilot's voice cut through the electric environment of the tiny airplane. “Are you nervous?” my instructor gently inquired as he double-checked the straps that had me fastened to his jumpsuit. “Not at all!” I grinned like a daredevil. As the door of the aircraft was opened, he repeated the instructions on how to stabilize myself against air resistance. We walked towards the doorway with me in front. It was noisy and windy. Feet on the step, facing the prop blast, I got a bird’s eye view of the crystal clear waters of the Bay and the map-like terrain below, before I strapped the protective frame onto my eyes. “Ready?” screamed Brandon into my ears, against the blasting wind. “YES!! Since forever!” I screamed out into the open nothingness. “3..2..1..” Our feet left the secure floor