IN QUEST OF VERVE

Contentment is not something one can acquire; it has to be a part of your prescription, the one which nature wrote for you. They were wonderful; I heard the voice. Alas! It doesn’t even matter now… The time I have, kill it, was what they said; so I chose to put myself on an endless pathway. The journey is long, immense, immeasurable, unquantifiable, destined to the end of life, I am. Found a way finally, wonderland is revisited. Memories unfolded, some pages rewritten, the ending known being the only difference.

Halted, I am, why? unknown! ‘Turn back’ is may be the order, the least liked endeavor. The desire, re-evoked; the passion, reborn; the love, re-instilled; the goal, reset; and the journey began! The journey to the wonderland! Yes, it happened again. A life was to be relived. The destiny was known, the story was written. The poetic style strengthened the words. A bit dreary may be, but still equally remarkable.

Looped up in the whirl of the past, the change was undesired. The inevitable was to be avoided, memories did the job. The moment was marked, the one thought to be the best. Re-living the life, till none remained, unmarked!

Deny the veracity, the ticket to wonderland, but why do this, when there is some still to be seen? Why to hide yourself from the real? Why to avoid the inevitable? Why to be so passive? Yes, it’s true that the forward vision is always blurring, but the risks are to be taken. Be an entrepreneur, learn to live your days. They are scarce. Try something, not yearned! All the content is boring. Do it!