Unknown Tales

By Jui Amit Soshte

My first best friend is my first stylist;

Along with a mini version of parents, a therapist.

If not for a fight over an outfit, followed be a war;

Then unstoppable laughter, what are elder sisters for?

Her goals are garments, and ambition’s fashion;

A job filled with joy and passion.

She wishes to be more creative, happy and rich,

To be called the “crazy cat lady” and her family’s “Loveliest Witch”

But, how well does a pot know the potter’s story?

Not even Nemo knew everything about Dory.

The closest ones to us are also a riddle.

They conceal their thoughts, the darkness they don’t want to fiddle.

Her tale changed when love engulfed her,

A new happy melody of her first job graced the pages;

It so certainly changed her destiny.

And the unacknowledged page in French smiled with secrecy.

The academic side of her always chased perfection;

She manifested awards and certificates in her collection.

She won it all but after all the while,

Her biggest achievement is the check that she received with a smile!

Life is harsh, an unpredictable obstacle race,

She made a goal when she decided to embrace;

Her life without the toxic friends

And her tough study material for the exam dates.

With a head full of dreams and heart filled with magic,

She’d pray for a huge house, joyful and fantastic.

But before that, a peaceful and satisfactory vocation,

And not merely a basic, simple occupation!

By Jui Amit Soshte