You are living in a bubble... a dream that might any certain and sudden point may turn into a nightmare. Its not that I want it to. I know you, i know world is a playground for you. It is a decked up dream for you.... it is a place where u want endless adventures to cross your life's path. God's been kind to you... so far. He has filled your life with fun n frolics. .. with ventures that takes you to the edge ... some times beyond the boundaries from one state to another.... literally and metaphorically. You never rested. Nor have you wanted to rest. Your life got badged with another... severing all your ties you flew away. Memories and people are left behind like after party dishes n plates.... scattered ... broken...in pieces... untidily. ... all over. You never looked back. It never bothered you. It never should. Thats the success of your lives. Loud music is repressive over melancholic sitar. You chose to listen to the metals. Good!
How clever are you... have always mishudged your potential. Should have known .... no matter how hard i try to nestle you in between my palms like bivalves.... you are not a pearl who needs love care or affection.... you are a wild flower ... that would need no containment but would blossom anyway.
Its me who was wrong all the way. Have judged you wrong. Have loved you wrongly. Have cared about you in vain...that too wrongly. Have wasted much of my time n papers... wrongly.
Well... I know its time to let you go. Am ready as well. But God... mercy! I would still like to see you growing restless to get settled even in your bubble of activities.
For its not always about you.... sometimes its about 'US' as well that becomes important. I want you to know that. Yes... even today I have a tiny bit of an expectation from tou surreptitiously lurking under the heavy pelt of your memories.
How clever are you... have always mishudged your potential. Should have known .... no matter how hard i try to nestle you in between my palms like bivalves.... you are not a pearl who needs love care or affection.... you are a wild flower ... that would need no containment but would blossom anyway.
Its me who was wrong all the way. Have judged you wrong. Have loved you wrongly. Have cared about you in vain...that too wrongly. Have wasted much of my time n papers... wrongly.
Well... I know its time to let you go. Am ready as well. But God... mercy! I would still like to see you growing restless to get settled even in your bubble of activities.
For its not always about you.... sometimes its about 'US' as well that becomes important. I want you to know that. Yes... even today I have a tiny bit of an expectation from tou surreptitiously lurking under the heavy pelt of your memories.
Life is a convoluted journey where she metamorphoses and unravels her inner being. A society and family craft her senses to perceive the outer world in conventional ways, with bundles of clichés. With flow and ebb of unrestrained waves of time, she grows restless, the rule book becomes bourgeois conception to her and she craves to savor the unknown world. Though she is baffled in her voyage, she always seems to be contended by others......But, I have found occasions when she concedes and scrabbles over those glittering moments of fun, frolic and armor, yet she pursues to be the wild flower.....this is uncanny, but a raw true fact that underlies in her pondering mind.
ReplyDeleteSuch valour... such immense love for 'uncanny' 'non-clichés' 'unruly' 'raw' 'wild' ventures and 'voyage' ...... you should apply for a knighthood then!
DeleteHorrible n Pathetic! I cringe from inside for the human being that you have turned yourself into.
For the adventurists, they never follow the text book plan. But for you... when I look back in time...it was always a Well thought out plan. You have meticulously chosen from your options and prudently concluded with a verdict that makes you the ultimate winner based on profit-loss statement. Your life is a manifestation of monetary balance sheet.
DeleteThis is the raw true fact that others failed to see.
You might be contended by others...but you deny to see that others r not contended by you. You never bothered to understand that how many lives are entwined with yours and how many dreams might bite the dust for you not wanting to follow the 'rules'.
Alas! What are you doing now?? Bravery being rewarded...huh? Good.
As someone rightly said one day but then I protested ... you are a self satisfier. I acknowledge it now.