My journey in loneliness!
Somewhere between then and now life took many turns and bends. I was not aware where it would lead me to then, as much as I am not today. Of one thing I am sure, the path I chose today will lead me to yet another and another until I reach the destination, the destination from where this journey of mine began!
The path I chose is not one that many feared to tread. Many before me had tread this path in the past and there are a few who have raced ahead of me and many following, a few of whom are crying hoarse asking me to change the path and chose yet another one, some who followed me all the way till here telling me to take a different path every time I reached a cross road but choosing the path I chose for their journey. …show more content…
I followed the wrong ones and made more such mistakes at the next and envied the ones who chose the right one.
Today I am not at a cross-road but a road that forks. My followers again insist that I take the known “oft treaded” path. My beloved traveller who had joined me half way through my journey too wants to walk the treaded path, I am tempted not to because I want to but because I am afraid that I will lose my partner who walked with me . As we walk down the chosen path, a fear that never knew until then grips me. The gap between the two paths from the fork was widening at every step both away from one another and there deeper into the path I travel the further the other path gets leaving only memories.
Memories; of the one who walked with me enjoying the beauty of this journey, with no commitments without feeling the pain, just enjoying the moment. Together we travelled loving, whistling, singing and enjoying the beauty of every moment of the journey. Suddenly our paths separated, she decided to take a different path, leaving me alone. Unable to persuade her to walk the path with me I decided to walk down my path alone. As I walked thinking I have lost everything and hoping to find someone along the path I waited at every nook, secretly wishing and praying she would re-join me somewhere. Someone did join me on the way only to bid a tearful farewell in a short while. It was painful but nothing as painful as the first
Somewhere between then and now life took many turns and bends. I was not aware where it would lead me to then, as much as I am not today. Of one thing I am sure, the path I chose today will lead me to yet another and another until I reach the destination, the destination from where this journey of mine began!
The path I chose is not one that many feared to tread. Many before me had tread this path in the past and there are a few who have raced ahead of me and many following, a few of whom are crying hoarse asking me to change the path and chose yet another one, some who followed me all the way till here telling me to take a different path every time I reached a cross road but choosing the path I chose for their journey. …show more content…
I followed the wrong ones and made more such mistakes at the next and envied the ones who chose the right one.
Today I am not at a cross-road but a road that forks. My followers again insist that I take the known “oft treaded” path. My beloved traveller who had joined me half way through my journey too wants to walk the treaded path, I am tempted not to because I want to but because I am afraid that I will lose my partner who walked with me . As we walk down the chosen path, a fear that never knew until then grips me. The gap between the two paths from the fork was widening at every step both away from one another and there deeper into the path I travel the further the other path gets leaving only memories.
Memories; of the one who walked with me enjoying the beauty of this journey, with no commitments without feeling the pain, just enjoying the moment. Together we travelled loving, whistling, singing and enjoying the beauty of every moment of the journey. Suddenly our paths separated, she decided to take a different path, leaving me alone. Unable to persuade her to walk the path with me I decided to walk down my path alone. As I walked thinking I have lost everything and hoping to find someone along the path I waited at every nook, secretly wishing and praying she would re-join me somewhere. Someone did join me on the way only to bid a tearful farewell in a short while. It was painful but nothing as painful as the first