The Universe in verse There were parts of me that withered away as the loved ones drifted apart. Parts of me that were engulfed in conflict as the shore seemed far from sight. Parts of me that were tormented as I shaked hands with the devil in disguise. Parts of me that were too scared to even contact an eye. Parts of me that puzzled the mind as the pieces were not aligned. Parts of me that seeked shelter not in the four walls but the cosmic shrine. Parts of me had no choice but pull the cords to reinvent the tune. Parts of me became whole as they merged with the light. Parts of me realised they were never the parts they believed themselves to be. They were the little universes expressing themselves as tiny particles. Parts of me were delighted, parts of me were united. As the parts became whole, so did the destiny. -Disha Gahlot