I learned that waste is not just waste,

It can become something with purpose and taste.

Old garbage turned into school tables and chairs,

Milk packs cut tiny now toys we can share.

Big work or small, it doesn’t define,

As long as you eat, and a home is mine.

Theatre taught me something deep,

That the Earth is crying while we sleep.

We treat its pain like it’s not there,

Invisible damage, floating in air.

One day, I’ll build a smart machine,

To sort wet and dry  clean and green.

Museums tell the stories lost,

Of women’s beauty, and what it cost.

Fashion, body, color or size,

No need to hide, no need disguise.

Thin or fat, dark or light,

Every woman is a beautiful sight.

The forest is where life begins,

It teaches how to lose and win.

Under trees, we find our breath,

A little nap, escaping stress.

Dreams grow like leaves in the sun,

A quiet place for everyone.

Infosys I’ve heard the name,

In Bengaluru, it earned its fame.

A campus big, full of tech and dreams,

Where knowledge flows in steady streams.

One day I might walk there too,

With ideas bright and heart so true.