IN
BETWEEN
I stand there in between the tracks, wondering how!
I quit the city of birth, childhood & youthfulness,
The city,
Where clear blue spring sky
full of dazzling bright star
Tempted me ever to fish in it
The dreams of hope,
The city,
Where heavenly greenness Grows
quietly into mistiness of gold
With the dyeing rays of the setting sun,
The city
Where the shadows when begin to land on trees,
The night crawls in slowly
Ruled by just the quietness and nothing.
Shimmering brightness of cool moonlight,
turns the sleepy town into a fairy land,
The city,
Where, whizzing air on deserted streets
Sounds like bells ringing in a temple
Far away on a high mountain.
And when the train passing at distance, whistles,
It shrieks the stillness only to bring it back,
The city,
That is the one, where I lived till,
I wake up at midnight one day
Wondering what is happening with me?
Only to realize that I am the prisoner of my own ideas.
The lingering life was stagnating,
enslaved by net of comforts,
Embalmed by what we think,
just for being,
Happening what with me??
But nothing.
And so,
Marches in the night of resurrection,
Sleepy town lays in the haze of memories,
I quit the city of birth, childhood & youthfulness.
To land up in the city of hope and ambition,
Where each and every face is just running after their hopes,
The sea of people every moment, every hour,
Nothing stops them, and nothing binds them.
The city keeps vibrating with the heavy breathing of those,
Who sweat out their dreams into reality.
They flock out to labor their ambition,
Much before, the red disc emerges out of the slumber.
They spout out from their cemented dwellings,
To keep on pacing with the ticking needle on the dial,
As to keep their appointment with the destiny
upon reaching
That yellowish structure with a faded red tiled roof
There merge all streams coming from every nook & corner,
But steps becoming faster and faster till,
They reach the landing of the foot bridge,
And the sound of the fast local, makes them run after it,
Before it halts they invade it, the sea of bodies,
Who all look the same
Half-closed eyes, sleepy one
faces expressing nothing but,
Just twitching with hardness,
Ready to push anyone, to get a place to hang on there,
As if it is the last wish.
But I, with the dream in my eyes,
How could I close it to push anyone like them?
So I remain there between the tracks.
I quit the city of birth, childhood & youthfulness
To land up in the city of hope and ambition,
But could not join the stream.
The blaze of that night of awakening,
Kept my heart pierced with resilience,
The city of past,
Lays buried in the heart, but keeps throbbing,
And the city of future though
Remains spread ahead,
But it is there to swallow me,
How long can I stand there in between them?!!!!
