My Walk Of Life

Exhausted by wild winds, but I am walking. Feeling drained. I am in search of something I’d been longing for and I don’t know if I will achieve. But I am accustomed to walking. The uneasiness is growing strong, the screeching noise of the winds is so impenetrable that I think I turned deaf. The wind is blowing so hard, so oppressive that it is preventing me from moving toward my destination but I am not paying heeds to anything and never stop walking.

The puzzlement doesn't allow me to see clearly around me but I sensed that I am surrounded by something torturing, something unpleasant. I am trying to discover a way to get rid of them but failed.

Numbed with pain, I search for someone to walk ahead with, but nobody surrounds me except the unpleasant and absurd things. I continue my walk alone. Now realizing, in fact I m not alone. My loneliness befriended me since I started my walk. And it will be with me till the end. Again I gird up my lions to move forward because the path is so long, so far reaching. But I don’t know the end, I don’t know what is coming down the road, what is lying ahead and whether I will reach there or not. But it is my hope and faith as my strength.

A walk of life… a lot of melancholy and absurdities to endure, a lot of criticism to suffer, no matter how hard we try to get rid of it. But I know what I have is second to none. I have HOPE, FAITH and ENTHUSIASM to fulfill my dreams. 

"I am not born to give up, I am born to live my dreams"