Sometimes , I wonder there is a torpedo of stories going around me. It passes by me and tries to catch me too in this whirl , to make me a part of one of its stories , but then it misses somehow . It every then , offers me its hand but I don’t hold it . .ever ! It dances around me , trying to entice me and call me in , but I dread its whirl and so I believe I would never give in. I think I’d be lost that way . Yes , I wish to see the insides of that torpedo, of those stories , but I’m scared ! I scare the part that I will be thereafter a part of another torpedo , a world of entangled stories. The stories fascinate , but there too comes a point when they muddle me up. Still , I hope that someday they will unfold themselves to me as they are- easy peasy. Or may be I’ll learn to understand them just like that ! The day I will... I will tell you how !
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A Prayer !
God , Never let me lose my ownness, I want it all through my life ! Your blessings awaited , In the clothes of surprise . Fear may come ... But, I shall never stop ! Days may go tiresome , But, nights shall bring hope ! For time will flow... And time will go... Help me build a fortune, To make this time by itself glow!!