Life, O life, where’s it that you heading to?
Is time moving too fast or is it I who is struggling to keep up with with your pace?
Or is it that I made a poor bargain?
Accepting the imposed rules, where I can’t find a moment for my dreams, or void of moments of feeling and being alive?!
Life smiled back, with utmost sadness and yet full of compassion and wisdom,
Smilingly said she,
“Innocent you! You, O Man, you forgot to live, as you work hard to stay on top of your ‘the game’,
a ruthless and a headless game of money, power and fame!
The game that man loves tell taling as “The Making of My life!”
Untill when dear Man, would you keep humming through the din and the dury in creating your life? What’s it’s end and what’s it’s beginning?!
What is Life, as perceived by you?
Don’t you see it, your life, on the contrary, began right from the day you were born!”
“By the time your castles are built, your accomplishments are done, your spirit and your time, would have reached closer to their ends!
Decide, where You heading towards?!
And as Life, The Me, shall continue to move in it’s owns race, and at my owns pace….
At times I may wait for you to catch up on your breath or hear your sigh of relief.
You, O Man, my constant shadow, and Me your shade,
You forgot to live this gift called as “Life” and have forsaken living it while chasing the sham & the pomp of the mundanes of the living.”
It’s not I, that’s going anywhere, O Man, You hear?!
It’s You, who’s moving away…..”