Riddhi Singhania, Class X D
Why are you so scared of me?
Do I yell or shout at thee?
Do I have long nails or horns?
Or do I scare you by my ugly form?
Writers, I don’t know why they write –
That we scare away people at night.
People, I don’t know why the fear –
When I actually never come near.
But I understand your problem,
And I’ve nothing to boast
Because neither did I know all this,
Until I myself became a ghost!
