Far from home again but this time the spirit is different
then what it used to be.
This time i'm away from myself
Places known only by name
Deludes the name and puts a veil
But i walked as i always did
this time i'm walking to work
Work that i have to learn to perform better
work that consist of stages
get trained,perform,present,learn more
And go on performing
To get trained,i was in Delhi & then in Haryana, with my group
Landed there by flight,got cheated by taxi driver
"Delhi is great",that was our first impression
Reached late at the office, next day
No one said anything, later we heard the echoes
Met people,more people everyday
Learned to ask just questions
Learned that showing (performing) is more important then knowing
One morning in Delhi,i woke up early this time
Opened the curtains
And there she was with her book
On a lounge dark brown and comfy
She wore a payjama lose and dirt-white
There were less wrinkles on her attire
Seemed she had good day the day before
Her light-wet hair were floating
She tried to lock it behind her ear
But it floated again like a paper boat
Her face serene as pure thoughts
Talked abt her traits and her modesty
I floated as if i was in love with her
But I stumbled and fell
As it was not possible
Life for me have a different path
And she couldn't be a part of it
And i always knew
That i couldn't be a part of her
Training part was over,we were back to Mumbai
And other groups had also reached
Some were on their way
To present our performance
Then,we would get our profiles & locations
Where and where, we would work
Slowly everyone started heading to their locations
As we know,separation is a part of life
Different lifes that was one for a while
Was separating,
Just because everyone has a part to play
In his life,
And everyone was playing it with a smile on their face
but tears were sweeping the surface of their heart.
