Thoughts

The wild winds,  the pouring rain the smell of the warm mud;  gives me pleasure.. My hair flowing wild, frock flowing high. I run into the wide fields, feeling the dew, beneath my feet. The smell of grass & wet flowers lend peace... Unburdening myself, breaking free! That's what i wanna achieve, Since isolation is a disease. Suddenly far in the mist, there is figure, hazy as of now.. Approaching me,  slowly and gradually,  it walks towards me.. And the moment i'm about to see it, i'm up with the morning breeze..

Like a puzzle i see myself, solving and joining the pieces that fit the present perfectly. Gazing into the clear blue sky, the sun lights up the way for the treasure hunt and the adventures that i still have to survive. Yet, somewhere i'm confident that among the treasures that i'll collect will the one that i deep down desperately desire. Taking all in, walking down the chosen path, i have little clue how would things be, yet i'm hoping that it'll be better than it used to be. The warm wind is blowing away the dust from the unused corners of my life, making space for the new adjustments, the night sky is adding its limitlessness and the moon is adding its serene effect. To my mind there are no boundaries for the ideas, for the thoughts or the desires that are still unsatisfied. Its rather like a stream of river that is flowing freely and finally ending up in the huge ocean that is unexplored and has its share of mysteries. There are portions of my mind that are unex...