And This Is Called Life

Away from the hustle and bustle

of the sorrows and sufferings

of the miseries and offerings

of the competitions and celebrations

of the created happiness

of the uncertain pleasure

of the false treasure

of the busy city life

of the schedules so tight.

I was lost

in the roar of the sea

and the calmness of the shore

of the footprints on the wet sand

and the tiny shells in my hand

with the setting sun

and the invitation of the horizon

I was overjoyed

with inner happiness.

Leaving all my feelings

ending all my dealings,

I dared not to return

but to march on and on

towards the horizon

to live in the abode

of the clouds and the rain

with abundance of peace

and the blissful pain.

Then a sharp voice I heard

to look back I was called

an innocent smile and the stretched hands...

Oh! it is my young responsibility

-my offspring, my pride

waiting for me to get a touch

and to walk by my side.

My eyes were filled

I was no more hypnotized

"And this is called life", I whispered

With my reflection, I too returned

to the same world of hustle and bustle

and the heart and mind resumed the tussle

to deal with all sorrows and sufferings

to connect all actions with meanings

to fill the emptiness

to create some more happiness

to feel the eternal bliss.