It may sound silly and stupid,
To break away with the pattern and step out
It may be difficult to step out of the hide outs
But, that’s what you are meant for…isn’t it?
Sail in the blue waters like the way Columbus did…
Reach for the light, the way a moth does…
Go reverse; be different bit by bit…
It will pay you one day and it is worth the fuss…
Look at me, I have nothing….
I don’t know where I am heading….
May be not towards the place where the world wants me to be…
I don’t care, for I have this life to be….
I may die as a pauper
As an unknown one on one of the streets…
Or live life king size as one of the lot unknown for what he seeks…
But, can I grow stale like a blocked river….No never!
I don’t know whether you should read me,
Should believe in me and follow me,
All I wish t o say is everyone has his own destiny…
He needs to follow his heart and let it be…
