When All You Were Is No More

We are all running around in this world, one corner to the other. Finding ourselves, making ends meet or may be just for the sake of it. We form these principles in our head, these images of who we are and what we should be. And its a constant struggle to keep that image alive. Proving things to the world and mostly to ourselves. At the end of a day, we look back, and go “i held myself up, i remained what i should be.”

But then there comes a time, when that picture of yourself you had conjured is torn down to tiny pieces. You don’t know what you ought to be anymore ’cause all you thought you were, all you believed you are, has disappeared in front of you and you are exposed. You don’t know what to do, how to do and most importantly      why to do things anymore because all you are is no more..

And these are the times when we are presented with an opportunity. A chance to choose. To choose what you want to be, how you want to be, and who you ought to be. It’s a chance to build yourself from scratch. All that was is no more. It’s a blank canvas for you to paint on. And it’s your choice whether you want to choose the dark shades or light ones or may be combine the both. In the end what you will get, is a masterpiece. It won’t be up for an auction for you are the sole owner. Your very own creation-creation of character, creation of self that compliments the creation of the Divine.

So, when life breaks you down, don’t be hopeless. For it’s not a time to sob for yourself(okay, maybe you can sob a little and let it all out and then go on to discover a new you!). It’s a time to take control and build yourself all over again. Undo the wrongs, take a step towards perfecting what was a mess before.  Because, what might look like a curse can be the universe, giving you a chance to grow stronger and be nourished in wisdom.




Treading down a well known path

I found myself a little lost

Lost in thought and in way

A little frown my brows did cross


Wondering where I’ve stumbled to

Trying to figure a quick way out

Round and round I circled shrubs

I failed to figure my way about


Tired of trying I did give up

I sat down thus, on a fallen log

Lady sleep came calling me

Gate to dreamland, I went and knocked


I danced around, my boots kicked off

Night time creatures held my hands

I toasted with wine and drank it too

Making merry on the forest sands


I felt a quiver, a chirping sound

My eyes opened to bunnies and birds

They disappeared as soon as I woke

I woke up to that familiar world


The same old trees and bushes I’d seen

I recognized the road to home

I took to kitchen, baked some goodies

Reminiscing the night in morn


It felt so real the dream that is

 I felt my feet sore from the dance

I laid down on my bed and thought

‘To relive the night is what I want’


But never did I dream again

As lucid as that night I hark

For never more have I felt alive

Than that time, I’d danced in the dark.