At The Juncture Of Life I Stand

At the juncture of life, I stand

Beholding the labyrinths of crossroads

That divulge before me

The question before me is obvious: which way folks?

Well, the path is chequered like the rainbow

Each straying divergently

Leading to unique Eldorado

Adorned with its own splendour.

I see the path to economic prosperity

And another intellectual prowess

Well, another path heads to political power

And also a path of social artistry, leading to fame.

A path with pale inscription I behold

Obviously leading to an unpopular destination

And there is found the path to philosophy

And another path that leads to divinity

Also a path of internal peace and Fulfilment.

So against all odds

I chose the unpopular path

The tiny path with the pale inscription

For in it I'm persuaded, is encapsulated

The seed of fulfilment of all my desires

The choice is only golden

When done to justify oneself

And not that of others...