Description of the Book:
 
 
Nothing would make more sense right now besides quoting WILLIAM BLAKE , " To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower , hold infinity in the plam of your hand and eternity in an hour . " At this split - second , the author is all vibing with her typical freshman life where she sits across the glass window , scrutinizes the tiniest detail and pours her heart out in the content that you are going to witness when you turn the pages . She believes that realistically, not everything you read there will make sense to you and sometimes neither it does to her . It's the melancholy and the chipperness which forces her to take up her pen . She desires that somewhere in those 15 trials of her you find even a chunk that makes you giggle , hits you with memories , allows you to relate yourself or find even the slightest tranquility possible . For her , its her free-verse poems that does the work of story telling or a limerick sometimes which anyhow is a scape for her to the customized ' la la land ' . She gives all her gratitude to those who are investing their inestimable time to decipher or even go through her foremost accomplishment of life.