Realm of Choicelessness...

All men and women are born,

live suffer and die;

what distinguishes us one from another is our dreams,

whether they be dreams about worldly or unworldly things,

and what we do to make them come about…

We do not choose to be born.

We do not choose our parents.

We do not choose our historical epoch,

the country of our birth,

or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing,

We do not,

most of us,

choose to die;

nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death.

But within this realm of Choicelessness...

we do choose how we LIVE!!

A Kaleidoscope of Faces

Everyday while traveling to and fro

I see so many faces,

At definite time, definite intervals,

Definite corners, definite places!!

So many faces I see-

That over –made up face,

that one, continuously tensed up

And that one, without a trace…

of anxiety or fear!!

That face always in a hurry,

And that cool and slow face

Without any worry!

That over-confident ‘egoistic’ face

And that face with a guilty look,

That bespectacled face whose life

Must be only in the pages of the book!

Innocent faces, quarreling and playing

With loads of books, water bags, tiffins and carrying,

Tensions only when

The exams are nearing…

That old face full of nostalgia

And those twinkling eyes full of dreams…

Stern faces, soft faces,

Faces full of powders and creams..

Each face has a different ‘outlook’

Each one has a different ‘aim’,

But despite the variation

Their destination is the same!!

Each must be having the same intentions

Of not getting lost in this crowd, this mess,

And of reaching such a level where it won’t remain

Just a mere face!!!