GEETIKA GARG : Writing

Was I Right?

Was I Right?

A Poem by GEETIKA GARG


Gentle breeze caress my face Rushing past me Untying my hair, letting lose I lift my head To the skies above Searching answers for the ..
“World through a child’s eye”

“World through a child’s eye”

A Story by GEETIKA GARG


I saw you come through the black giant door which symbolizes my boundary, I saw you walk drenched in attires I wish I could owe, and I saw you smile..
A bubble

A bubble

A Story by GEETIKA GARG


The bubble signifies a place which is safe, secure. Life is free from hardships and hurdles. This place is our home.... surrounded by parents. Outside..
An Orphan

An Orphan

A Poem by GEETIKA GARG


An orphan's saga.
The Dead Past

The Dead Past

A Poem by GEETIKA GARG


Its all about a girl betrayed in love, still waiting for the one she loved!
Midst Nowhere

Midst Nowhere

A Poem by GEETIKA GARG


entangled by a thousand thoughts, failing to find a way moving to nowhere.