The Bachelor Meets The Groom
The Bachelor Meets The Groom2 mins 13.7K 2 mins 13.7K
I cruise alone, sometimes with my pack
Lo behold I am independence, freedom personified
Venturing to all territories unknown
In pursuit of the mirage of happiness for ‘one and all’
Coerced to commitment
Parental obedience or guidance
Or societal conformity
Or the age old longing of having a partner in crime
Blasphemy one is about to commit
Doing what was long condoned
Tying a knot
No I am no longer part of my old lot
To the road of commitment and to responsibility off I am to march
Bending behind my back, hope no one sees the painful back arch
Now in shackles of commitment and responsibility
I betrayed only commitment to my purpose
Was it guilt that I feel when I write this?
But one has to be honest to self as well.
Is there something out of ordinary unfolding?
Is this also not a part of growing and molding?
Just think of the joy one felt when casually hand holding
This story of unforetold unfolds
But honestly at times my limbs grow cold
In this journey from an explorer to a nurturer
Its just the reckoning and beckoning that I will loose my Chutzpah!
Life is a parallel journey of role and characters
Its all on the stage of life
But all I see is the altar of ‘the ceremony’
Wedding or sacrifice
Joy or duty
Liberation or oppression
Are the words between which I vacillate
Wisdom says it natural to oscillate
Didn’t every father go through this?
Then why would be pass it on if it were such a horror
Roles are changing and so are the tectonic plates of my existence
Will I have all the resources for the overall sustenance?
Was that responsibility which just percolated in words?
I shall be okay, as are all these in the herd