Sometimes I think I’m a born winner
How else can I explain this elation of winning even after losing it all
Sometimes mind is a funny thing
It makes you believe
What you want to
Even as the scribe is busy
Creating a new document
You then spend a lot of time choosing the folder
The document needs home-coming
Posturing has become a way of life
No such thing as win some lose some
It’s a loser’s anthem
Sometimes I think I’m a born winner
No one knows better than me how win and I are strangers to each other
Anyone who knows losing at such close quarters
Has to be a born winner
About Me
- nandini
- like iris murdoch, i cant imagine a world without the english word. my sensory connect with the world around me is through the nuances of the word. i am who because of it; i wouldn't be if it wasn't. mail me if you feel the way i do at nandini.vaidyanathan@gmail.com