I am my own little girl, in my own sweet world, not quite set apart for the lure of an earth, once walked upon, is too great to be ignored. I could have been God, if not for the love that trapped me and bound me to the mortals, who’d live and die, born of the soil and returned in the rhythmic circle of life.
I walked unknowing, unbeknownst, for not even I knew the purpose of the reason I was here, flitting like the untamed from one goal to the next, restless and discontent in search of meaning. The meaning of being.
As the years pass by, slowly and then in a blur of colors, joys and conquests, I begin to slow as I feel me nearing what I set out to do. Yet not knowing what it was….
But there’s a reason why I walk the earth. Cynical and old, but young and idealist, I am here to make a difference. One pair of hands, and a head above strong shoulders, a whisper in the wind mingling with the other whispers, so alike till it turns into a roar, resounding off the skies, I strive as I search yet knowing I am here for a reason. A reason for which I will be remembered, even if my name will never be known.
I am here to make a difference. To prove again that amidst all the black, dirty and ugly, we are humans, with hope and love and kindness, with the true God residing within. That’s what I gift myself on the day of my birth.
we need more good people like you around… to make this world a better place ot live in ..
Was it ur birthday sorry i am being dumb here .. Happy birthday to you and many happy returns of the day …
@Neha: ♥ ♥ ♥
@Bikram: You mean arrogant right? 😀 But, thank you! Yeah it was my birthday a few days back. 🙂