Not the happiest man in the world perhaps,
as I see the hands on the clock move so fast,
Not the saddest man in the world for sure,
as I fulfill dreams, and dream some more...
Wondering what it could behold, the future i mean,
me hobbling on a cane, greyed, wrinkled and lean,
that I know will happen, and have long with made peace,
it is not my worry or anxiety, the time of my decease...
For on my mind are simple questions galore,
of life down the lane, five-ten years, maybe more,
oft I find myself wanting to move far ahead in time,
only to wake to reality on the sound of the clock chime...
3 comments:
oh u wish to move ahead in time
with aging you've made your peace
i'd still time even if it were a crime
i like being fresh green peas
i shall try and give ur wandering, day dreaming mind a li'l peace and rest.... 10 yrs in to the future, u shall, by god.s grace, be working at deutch bank in europe. if that doesnt work....u shallstill find employment with the oriental bank of commerce in patna. u would be married by then, and since u'd have married a bhrahamin...ur 2 kidswill have names like abhishekacharya and saniyali. ofc their pet names will go by happy and pissu.
....jokes apart.... it's beautifully put, so quentissential of musings of ppl of our age. u wonder abt ur career, ur future companion, of ur parents' old age... and of ur old age. u wonder how the world will be like, drowned, terrorized, polluted and populated. u wonder how different ur kid's gen will be from ur's ..... and u'll suddenly feel nostalgic and for a second, miss ur past and present.
=)
Thank you my dear.
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