In Search of my Destiny...

Hidden in silent dark…
Where brightness could never mark….
Opening of eyes
and it makes a beautiful spark…
hidden in white pure veil…
seems near but not in reach…
Stars are my destiny….

Can’t stay…. Can’t delay…
My path is calling me again…
For sometimes I stay in Your Inn…
Your hospitality I never will Forget
and the pains you gave
never can be Forgiven…

But you are lost too,
And so I cant trust the directions you gave
Now I have to go back on same…
in search of stars and beautiful Plains…
In the shelter of milky ways…
With my destiny in my hand…
Am ready to face…What in the future lays…

My Metamorphosis

In retrospect, the twenty years of my life seem to be just another phase of existence in time. A phase with evanescent memories, happy moments and sad events. When I begin contemplating my life, I feel the lived fear.

There was a perpetual conflict of the soul with the outside world, the good with the bad; there still is. But now I seemed to have gained some sort of energy and experience to understand the ways of the world. A maturiy has set in and I am no longer a gullible individual – I have finally created an identity. I am no longer a “rebel without a cause” and can understand the teenage blues. My horizon of thought has now widened and I can see the bigger picture of the world.

I have come to accept certain norms and to question certain others. I refused to be caved down by the dogmatic world. I choose to do what I can do to make it better. I do not get distracted by trivial issues; but I am genuinely concerned about the developments in my environment. I am a learner, a listener and an observer. Yet, I am undefined. Perhaps I have morphed.