Why do I wander in these streets?
.
There is no goal I am looking for,
May be I am looking for
A hope
On these unknown faces,
May be I am looking for
A Direction
That takes me to unknown places,
Or may be I am just looking for
An escape
Running from the known spaces
Again and again
She stands for what is right
She argues and fight
And
Sometimes she cry and wail
For she couldn’t come out of the jail
And
She burst into anger
With grief and pain
Shouting into deaf ears
She’d become insane
.
Earlier the vulnerable
Have now become endangered
Her identity
The womanhood
.
Her desires are burned
Her principles are churned
And
The world
In which they say she is getting equality
They don’t know she was even getting her freedom as a charity
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And there I was again
With her,
Sharing her anxiety
Before the beginning of the journey
Sharing her amusement
Seeing the first sunrise from a moving bus
Sharing her courage
To explore all the new places
.
And there I was again
With her,
Sharing her excitement
To share smiles and food with new people
Sharing her curiosity
To look at the world from a hill
Sharing her passion
To witness all the beautiful sunsets
.
And there I was again
With Myself ( my best travel companion), Sharing a watermelon juice, a cheeky smile, a stupid fight, a pep talk, a room with lizard, a morning chai, a cycle ride and a walk in the paddy field
.
Somewhere between retaining “character” and being a free spirit
I climbed few hills to know my identity
It’s always been the same
I try to give up just before reaching the top
But I drag
Myself furiously
Just for that one moment
I get on the top
.
It’s always been the same
I try to live a life of girl next door
But I open
The doors furiously
Just for that one breath
I get under the sky
.
I hate moving
Cunningly
I hate the hidden smiles
I prefer
to laugh out loud
It’s always been the same
I try to hide my desires inside
But I cry
Out loud
Just for that one flight
I get for free
It is going to be long
and difficult
The way,
that will lead to the light.
It is going to be dark
and struggle
But alone,
you will be able to fight.
There are going to be people
and moments
Amidst all,
You’re gonna shine
Yes, you’re gonna shine bright.
A comfortable chair,a book and freshly brewed coffee
That’s how my day start these days
Because that’s what written in the 26th article I read “How to evade anxiety in 10 ways”
But today I woke up with an urge
To go somewhere
Somewhere beautiful
A beautiful hill
Or a peaceful beach
Out of everyone’s reach.
Then I desired to cook something
Something from YouTube shows
Some fancy sandwich
Some exotic shake
Or a whole wheat pancake
Of course you can’t put health at stake.
So now
I need is
A home work out challenge
Some 30 seconds plank
Few vigorous pushups
And what a struggle it is
To do on the spot run
Shit!
This lockdown is no fun
Yes it’s definitely not!
For someone who’s not as privileged as me
Who urge to walk miles
To go back home
Who desire to eat
Not for a recipe from chrome
Who wish to go out to earn
Because hunger might kill them
Before this corona storm
Early morning train
And a longing so insane
For a new place
Yet to ascertain
.
I sat on the bench
Watching the sunrise
Yawned wide open
Rubbing my eyes
.
Looked left and right
To the faces so bright
Smiled at few
Filled with morning dew
.
At this very moment
I made a memory
Wrapped it with love
And hid in my treasury
There would
Always be a place
Where all misfits will come
Who are labeled as an outcast
Where smiles will be exchanged
Instead of a look of aghast
There would
Always be a place
Where peace will be found
With a strong wind sweeping so fast
Where after closing the eyes
The mind may wander
But the inner voices will be freed
From the noises of past
How amazing it is
The way her eyes sparkle
Her face blush
When she talks about
Her love
Not for a person
But for a walk
To witness the most mundane things
And encounter dailiness,
When she talks about
Her love
For sleepless nights
To chase all the stars in the sky
And bathe in the moonlight,
When she talks about
Her love
For deeper conversations
To know each person
And share a cup of coffee
When she talks about
Her love
For wild
Because where she belongs to
Where she wants to run,
And how amazing it is
The way she oozes freedom
And show you her magic
TBZ Writings 