At long last, a revival to the blog with a small poem on the most elusive resource of all time - TIME! After all, isn't it what all of us crib about some way or the other - "Why is my 'time' so bad?!!", "When will this misery end?", "Why can't this moment continue forever!", "Oh those lovely days.....what amazing times....will they ever come back??!!", so on and so forth.......Maybe.....just maybe.....the answers to those questions are here in this poem!! Sit back and dwell on it.........and don't forget to tell me what you feel!!!!!
Sands of Time...... Watch the golden sand, glittering in the daylight;
Granular little crystals, being blown away by the wind's might.
Some onto another patch, as near or far as can be;
Some into the sea, to be deposited on another beach!
Day after day, the sands drift and fly,
In due course, travelling far and wide;
Sometimes by day, sometimes by night,
In stormy cyclones or in breezy delight!
Soon enough, another gust blows mercilessly by,
And the poor molecule finds itself back in time;
Where it earlier passively lay,
Waiting for the wind to blow it away!
Seconds fly, minutes roll by, before we know it, day melts into night.
Events of the day are absolved, yet some moments get etched into the mind!
Good days and bad, merry moments and sad, all come around to a converging point;
Before we know it, life comes a full circle, and the journey seems to have been, after all, a joyous ride!
Till next time, from slo it's tally-ho!
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P.S. None of the content on this blog to be reproduced or lifted without permission
Sands of Time...... Watch the golden sand, glittering in the daylight;
Granular little crystals, being blown away by the wind's might.
Some onto another patch, as near or far as can be;
Some into the sea, to be deposited on another beach!
Day after day, the sands drift and fly,
In due course, travelling far and wide;
Sometimes by day, sometimes by night,
In stormy cyclones or in breezy delight!
Soon enough, another gust blows mercilessly by,
And the poor molecule finds itself back in time;
Where it earlier passively lay,
Waiting for the wind to blow it away!
Seconds fly, minutes roll by, before we know it, day melts into night.
Events of the day are absolved, yet some moments get etched into the mind!
Good days and bad, merry moments and sad, all come around to a converging point;
Before we know it, life comes a full circle, and the journey seems to have been, after all, a joyous ride!
Till next time, from slo it's tally-ho!
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P.S. None of the content on this blog to be reproduced or lifted without permission
Nice to see you back on the blog scene slo..a solid start..hoping for continued sloka-ism from now on..take care dear :)
ReplyDeleteGaurav
Thanks g :)
ReplyDeleteI hope so too....!!!
Good one.
ReplyDelete"Before we know it, life comes a full circle, and the journey seems to have been, after all, a joyous ride! "
Thanks aji! But nothing to beat your blogging repertoire - How the hell do you manage to blog soooooo regularly!!! I haven't read a lot of them and have quite a bit of backlog :(
ReplyDeleteGood to see you back after a little hiatus!
ReplyDeleteI think it is human tendency to always look back at old times n think 'those lovely days'. The very today that we sometimes hate n criticize also seems to become lovely once the days are past. As you mentioned, its best to think of life as a joyous ride!
Manu