I ran after life,
I ran like a mad dog,
With so much attachment, so much ties,
Forgot to create a line in between,
Now, I wonder what I actually ran for,
I recall the moments, and regale the stories to myself,
With lonely soul solacing itself,
As a kid, I ran to be the one,
The one that parents wanted me to be,
The one that teachers always admired,
The one my neighbors wanted their kids to emulate,
And I wasted my childhood just like water poured in pile of sand,
As a boy, I ran to secure a future,
Sacrificing all my joys, and inner interests,
Had desires to travel the world,
Capture the moments in my eyes,
That I could reflect on to my future generations,
Did I get the time to do what I wanted?
Did I get it accomplished?
Sigh….sigh…Oh, I wish now, oh I wish…
Wish I knew future is uncertain back then,
My teenage days went just like that,
And in a flash I became an adult.
This metamorphosis was predictable,
Job, family, responsibility, and so on,
A voice would echo in my ears all those years,
“Did you get it done? Did you embark on your mission?”
I went deaf to all those voices,
Oh I wish..sigh…sign, Oh, I wish, there was still a time then,
Time to accomplish what I long wanted,
I just let it go with the pile of responsibility,
Now my role has changed, further designation were on the way,
Son, turned to a husband, to a dad, and in no time, grand-dad,
Sitting on a front porch, I roll in the swing,
With a vague memory of what I did when I was 30,
“Must have been 35 years”-my inner self replied,
My grand-son pushes the swing,
I close my eyes, and tell it to myself,
Oh, my dreams were just a dream.
Caught up in this world, caught up in the world of intricacy.
