Friday, May 6, 2011

ponderings of an introvert

In the incessant chatter people indulge in all day
Do they ever chance upon speaking to themselves?
All those who claim to read people's minds
Have they tracked all of their own mind's musings?
And then those who say they reside in many a person's heart
Do they know it full and well who their heart craves for?
They may continue to climb the ladder of popularity
But ask them if they have experienced the intoxication of mystery...
Ask them whether they have tasted solitude
And felt the soul take to wings and fly in the unbounded sky of pure bliss...
Ask them...and take my words, they will not have the answers.
They have mistaken fun to be happiness and sold themselves to the crowd
Lost their individuality, left their soul to perish
And what was only meant to be hummed, they have tried to sing aloud.....

No wonder these days people are afraid to be by themselves!!!!

Footprints on the sands of time..

I left my footprints....on the sands of time
Walking with bare feet on the unrelenting sun-soaked grains of sand
Never once complaining, let alone wincing with pain
Rather reminding myself with every step forward
To marvel at the courage God had blessed me with
To continue walking....on the sands of time
And then all of a sudden blew the winds of change
Blew and blew till none was left as before
And not a trace was left of me ever having
been there
"So that's my reward of so much struggle?"
I could stand it no more, I declared.

I broke down and dug myself a grave of tears
Alas! the palliative grave failed to give me the peace
That the incessant struggle of everyday had showered on me
I tried to reason with my mind, time and time again
To ditch the world that refused to recognize me
And rest in.......but no, peace still eluded me!
The path still lay before me
The vast expanse of sand calling out
And then I realized my bliss is in the joy of pain
The joy of the pain of walking on the remorseless sands.
Whether they choose to recognize me
Or try to erase my existence is their choice
I no more walk with the aim of leaving my footsteps behind

I walk purely for the joy of walking.....
 on the sands of time.