Good things take time...

Patience pays, you have heard everyone say..
When Stuck in a fretful vicious cycle of self doubt,
When what if’s are stalling your way..
When the tide of uncertainty is washing confidence away,
When anxiety is gripping its hold, and faith is drifting offshore ..
When frightful imaginary scripts, are all that play, on the dream stage..
When the mind is dancing on boggled tunes, and solutions are playing hide and seek with you..

A little ray of hope makes its way..
Through the door left ajar by opportunity on its way
That’s your signal, the answer to every time you prayed
For a diamond to form, it takes several years anyway..
When patience is embraced by the soul, and time is allowed to do its role..
That’s when everything adds up to become one whole

As the wise ones say, good things take time to come your way


                                                           ­                                  Ketaki.

In the beginning i thought, i would not stop
Don’t get stuck in the journey, hailed are those who conquer their goal, so please hurry !!
Shrug off the excitement silly,
Keep going on, as your destination is too far...

I laughed , i cried with the friends for life...
These bonds are too strong.. the ties are not to be foregone...
Shrug off the attachment silly,
Keep going on, as your destination is too far...

I am tired, my will  bruised and heart in dire.
The road seems uphill , trudging still might just ****..
Shrug off the bleak silly,
Keep going on, as your destination is too far...

I have fought through the fateful plight.
I have learned to smile and take it in stride.
Conferred with wisdom and humbled inspite..
Shrug off the pride silly,
Keep going on , as your destination is still far..

I have reached!!! Followed the path just like everyone else did.
Though the heart still desires more, content is lacking and happiness unsure.
While the quest was delight, victory still seems despite..

Shrug off the gloom silly,
Keep going on, as it’s not the destination, it’s always the journey that counts.
          
                                                          Ketaki.

My train of thoughts take me down the memory rail...
Excitedly seated in the coach of nostalgia, looking through the memory window misted with teardrops...some happy some sad..
I salvage the miles and miles covered with laughter and sorrow.

At some stations of the past , the train halts for a bit long, as the heart lingers in the innocence of childhood..reminiscing the aroma of countryside..

The tunnels of teenage are often revisited, that carefree attitude,  just like a mountain so shrewd..

My train of thoughts take me down the memory rail..
Memory strikes such a scenic maze ..
Adolescences felt like a bird freed out of the cage.. flying high with a confident rage..

A lot of baggage collected on the way , travel light !! Is the only right way..
Enduring adulthood otherwise cannot be slayed ..

Jostled by reality, the train comes to a halt.
The mindful chatter again starts , as i come out of my dreamy frame....

No matter how many times i board this memory train...
it brings be back to the prudent stage.. where new memories are waiting to be made.

As darkness prevails....
The heart holds on to the candle of hope..
For how long ?? The mind says.. for as long as hope stays..the doubtful heart confess..

As the clothes you thought would impress..
Now hang in your closet without address..

As the cosy bar you always visited..
Now is empty and deserted..

As the noisy parks with neighbour’s kids..
Now full of silence and withered leaves..

As the buses , trains bustling with crowd..
Now stand at peace, without even a sound..

As the outings you had planned, with your old gang..
Now you wonder, when was the last time your door bell rang..

As your mighty ego , which you kept on ignoring..
Now falls on its knees, in front of a tiny being..

As you now realise, everything you valued
Now stands unattended and unvalued...

As mother nature shows its wrath..
Now will you humbly change your path?

As darkness prevails....
The heart holds on to the candle of hope..
For how long ?? The mind says.. for as long as hope stays..the doubtful heart confess..