Road to the river
I had a belief in a philosophy back then, if you really want something.. Just ask it and it will come to you. Stupid me. I thought the belief part was easy the coming part difficult.
But as I am finding out, everything comes if you ask. the difficult part is knowing what to believe in. Coz what comes packaged with these thoughts is the knowledge, most of the time we are lying to ourselves. and once you know that, You just can’t really ask what you want. the belief that you are asking the right thing is the harder part.
Another from my book of travel…..
The road is straight
the directions are but rounding me up.
Some ask, some suggest,
to take a turn at the corner,
some guide, some threaten,
to detour from the next turn.
The road is straight
the buildings but take my time up
some have love, some have smile,
a chance to dance, a chance to belong.
some have hate, some have hurt,
a challenge to overcome, a cost to pay
The road is straight,
the people but make me to stay
For some have been
wandering around,
some lost, some hurt, some been
travelling round-n-round,
Oh! I stop, I turn, I await,
I guide, I find, asking
my way back, the keys to gate.
Oh! I stopped and now lost.
Between the signals,
Among the buildings,
trying to find my way,
sleeping at night
travelling at day
Tired yes that I am,
But still the feel is together.
The road was straight,
still waiting for me to be there
………..Apurva .
