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Me, My story

A little bit about me

 

Today, as I begin to narrate my story,
And share with you my history;
My mind is flooded by many a thought,
About all that this journey has brought.
Years ago, life was uncomplicated,
Never with worries inundated;
A joyous childhood and a happy youth,
When what you saw was the only truth.
Showered with love and genuine affection
Secure in many a loved ones protection,
Never was I by any constraints inhibited,
A passion for excelling in academics ignited.
It was a time of progressing and always achieving,
With the yarn of goodwill that life was weaving.
As the time came for family and career to blend,
Without realizing, I began to compromise and over extend.
And began to get caught up in a web woven by another;
Not aware when my inner self began to suffer,
Befuddled, I trudged along, a weary warrior,
Always giving in; conflicts growing bitter and bigger.
Until the day, the mirror seemed to crack;
All the greys, now appeared black.
Lost and alone, with no relief in sight,
Unfathomable to all was my plight.
How could things have gone so wrong?
What had I missed all along?
Where all , had I mistakenly blundered?
Could this dead end ever become a cross road, I wondered!
It was time to make a choice;
But I would need to find my voice.
Realizing that life is ever changing, like the season;
I held on to hope and reason.
Little by little, the doubts began to dissolve;
Emboldened by new found resolve,
Of my destiny I took charge,
The hurdles were many and large
But forward was the only way,
Inching along day by day
Finally free of remorse and guilt,
Towards the prospect of a life rebuilt
What was remaining I would nurture,
And give myself a chance to prosper.
Without bitterness and with grace,
I would try and find abundance.
By sharing and connecting;
Going beyond expecting,
In everything, I found of myself, shades
And I finally looked within, free of charades
The written word and books began to beseech;
And after ages, for my pen did I reach.
With the power of the prose,
And my belief and conviction, I arose.
For you, this is from my life, a reflection;
But for me, it is my resurrection.

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