BY MAHIMA SHARMA

Playing under the Sun,

I tread through a million Sand,

Laughing the life away…in tow of my most important person,

I leave footprints on the sand by the beach.

Footprints of Time,

Footprints of Life,

With every drop of Water,

Holding each grain of Sand,

Clutching my footprints to it,

Engraving my emotions, my memories in it.

Footprints of Life…

Life…that is an Hourglass,

Reminding me that the clock is ticking,

Every time I flip this hourglass,

The time is leaving its Footprints behind…

Because Life is an Hourglass,

And today is only what is Mine!

Copyright: Mahima Sharma 

The Author is an Independent Journalist & Ex-Senior Journalist with CNN-News 18, ANI (a collaboration with Reuters).