The way my being…
My interesting, day, noon – all
merge with traffic, flow and immense;
you plan one thing, land up elsewhere;
expectations are high, but results lead nowhere;
I come across, my interactions are variegated
Doctors, lawyers, conversationalists,
Clerks and woman office goers,
Some giving me a helping hand.
In a high pitch some body calls,
Pitcher some, intend to travel
Far off place and enjoy as if in party.
The world is a vast theatre,
View many actors on different stages,
Come across many stories and plots,
Many a hidden villain behind the
stage,
All going for a long time beyond time.
I get stranded where I am
My avowed plan , to move on
For the time being nullified,
World is a stage certain.
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