I secret we met--
I silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.
by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)
Truly unaware of the fact that, how long one has to travel to become a complete human being, is completeness is an illusion or a virtual myth, I don’t know. It seems that my chemical composition is changing with the time, precisely; I am a bit enthusiastic about the change is occurring in my grey matter. This journey seems so extended for me but a part of my heart knows that I am enjoying it, I am proud of it. This pride can be named as “Healthy Pride”, a healthy love for me, and I can openly admit that, everything is because of you my love…! The beauty of life is unveiling in front of me and I am merrily cherishing every bit of it.
There was a very critical question, played as a dominant thought in my mind, a stage of self actualization, that, what I exactly want out of my life, who am I? Life as a best teacher of mine, gradually telling me some treasured truth about me and my soul; and I am ready to welcome anything new about myself. Mystery has always wooed me, and I have become a mystery to myself. Certainty makes my life peaceful and at the same time it drags me to an endless monotony, is it a kind of split personality I demonstrate? My experience says that I have always fallen in love with the like minded people, but these people are not the representatives of the so called “Conventional World”. If I have attracted them and vice versa then why am I following this convention? Some people know me as obedient and some as rebel, again a contradiction which provides me with the feed for my thought. There must be a conflict in my character where I segregate myself. In today’s date where I stand does not portray my ideology of life, I am in a way not practicing what I am preaching, but a well said proverb is “Better Late Than Never”. I am Thankful to God that he had showed me the” me” in myself. “If I change I will always change for better”, this is the common phrase I convey to everyone, and my change is constant in me though, now I can entitle myself as a knowledge sucker, each and every part of my soul wants to grow, grow as a person, evolved as person, I can now look back and smile to myself that life has provided with a splendid opportunity to learn the beauty of it.
My love for you has over grown now to fit in my heart. If I say you are the bond between me and Almighty, then I am not wrong. The beaming “you” as a morning glory is still fresh in my mind, you can deceive the whole world but not me; I have seen God within you. But I cannot wish you back in my life, all what I can expect is, be my muse for the whole out of my life as a newly blooming flower.
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