One step forward,
One step backward,
I stay where I am.
Happy n contended,
In the embrace of inaction.
The complacency of being in the
I know the souls, the places, the things
Apart from the general unpredictability of life,
everything else is quite predictable!
But the small voice inside
It is a faint murmur;
I thought I could stifle it.
It dares to scratch beneath
this happy surface everyday…..
Everyday it catches hold of me
And has the audacity to pose this question:
“Is that all You want, Is that all You are?”
The more I shut it up everyday,
the more innocently does it bounce back!
with a childlike energy and candor…
Eye in Eye, it asks me…..
Like a person being cornered,
Like a convict being haunted down to the last
I can no longer hide.
It is oozing all out of me,
it is spilling all over from every nook and crevice…
“Oh, I am sum total of much more than you see..”
“So, go ahead, why fritter yourself away.”
“Well, I was looking for the ideal path….”
“O, I did not know that you were such a perfectionist!
Have you found anything, any person, any circumstances perfect ?”
“So, move my dear…move at your pace
but do move —-
for anything standing in one place vegetates!
Move like who you are…
Gracefully, graciously and as you do move,
You turn the picture into a near-perfect one!
You get drawn and woven into the Bigger Picture
as a unique and luminous speck!!”