I am nobody’s yes man, am a No Woman !
Forgotten, when to say I am ready ! Where and when to do
the start and the end? If those who say they really are mine, then they sometime
have to catch up with me through my trying moments. After all, even if they
cared, it’s my journey, not theirs. They fail to pinpoint the righteousness
within me, and then it becomes so convenient to handle me wrongly. People love
you when you are easy and straight going, but true compassion will strike with
anyone only when they hold your hand when you do wrong or maybe at times
misunderstood. What's important to
me is not others' opinions of me, but what matters to me is my opinion of myself .What
to start life with? What kind of hopes in my pockets? I am so befuddled!
Like I have seen it all……….
The time -honoured sunrise and its blazing sunrays-
the sublime moonlight , followed by darkness-
the triumphant sea with its notable fury-
the ascending wind, bellowing gusty storms-
the fascinating humpy mountains and its ravages.
None of these follow any straight, well defined track or
trail------
And like them, I don’t wish to walk on an undeviating line,
only a conformist or a conventionalist human would do so-----
There is a kind of deep felt desire to do something wild,
controversial and be a maverick kind of an individualist, doing something
beyond established procedures. Sometimes, when it seems all of the pieces are
falling apart, they may actually be falling into place. My journey as yet
remains a solo dance, struggling to understand the principles of, emotional and
physical detachment as explained in hinduism,
buddhism and probably what it finally entails, moving on like a traveling light
to the next world.
I don’t believe in fleeing tedium and melancholy into an
impossible world of dreams. I want a roller coaster ride, full of hurdles, of
challenges and then I shall know that I have outstripped my adversaries as far
as, my own adventure is watched by others and those moments I shall cherish to
keep posted for my later years.
