aaj bhi baitha kucch sochta hoon main aksar,
ki manzil khas hai ya yaadon bhara safar ....
kitni aage nikal aaya hoon main aaj yahaan
par dikhte hain sirf peecchhhe chhoote hue nishaan .
well for those of u cudnt make head or tails out of this (although i dont think u shud b even reading this if u r concerned abt ur mental health ..) it is an expression of debate tht rages in me .. whether the goal is more important or the journey itself, for after u have reached one goal, there is another one to be taken, but in the process, the memories tht remain r those of ur efforts, failures, triumphs ....
n those r all i hav nw ... its these things tht have made it worth it to try and achieve the goal... green? ah yes green, the color of the grass, the playgrounds, the parks, the swings, the slides ... why do i feel so nostalgic again? dunno ... evrything frm those toy guns to the comics we used to share n "xchange", those tumblings frm the bicycle, those wounds n dressings, those injections n bawlings .. i can see it all .... i have been trying to run away frm these .... tried to shut myself out, n then all of a sudden, i'm a nobody ... i run back to grab these memories ... finally i feel complete again.
"the complete boy" ahhh raymonds would be so amused at this. i, for one, am definitely amused and smiling.
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