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Poem:A Travelogue


Inspiration:

I once came across a quote while reading through all the quotes I had collected over time. The quote said, ‘I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question.’ The quote is by Harun Yahya. I don’t know what that quote had in it to make me write it down as a teenager. But today this quote asks a big question to me and also to you, ‘Why are we doing same things over and over and just getting irritated by the same results? Are we afraid of something? Are we stopping ourselves just because of the fear of the unknown? But still even after learning new things and earning more wisdom what is the purpose if all of us have to return to the same place where it all started? Is this life really beautiful enough to live out loud?’

Well I haven't found the great answer yet. After all, my life hasn't reached its splendor yet. All I have understood is I have a heart and all it wants in life is,'Living out Loud' and not worry about the things that happen in the life. Again as Steve Jobs said,'You cannot connect the dots looking forward, you can only connect them looking backward.' So  you are gonna get the result only at the end. Now all we have to do daily is study hard and try our best in the daily exams of our life. Maybe that is exactly why Krishna says in Bhagwad Gita that, 'Do the karma without worrying about the fruit or the consequences that it will bear.' And I now understands he was absolutely right as we will never know the final result of our life and there is no reason we spend the rest of it just worrying whether we are doing what ever are supposed to do. So all we can do, is all we can do and And all we can do is enough. Finally, when we die, we die in sigh of relief and with a sense of pride that we did real good.

What does you heart say?



It's morning but just another day,
I left my house on just the usual way.
Riding my bike, happy and gay,
Sometimes with reasons, sometimes as a play.

Journey seems beautiful and fun,
After naughtily trying a wrong turn.
Beautiful experience usually through fear,I learn,
But usually,on the same way I have to return.

I have freedom to run and fly,
Like birds ready to travel high.
But eagles return to aerie cause sunset's nigh,
Sometimes happily sometimes in sigh.

This is journey of a day or life I wonder,
Travel happily till this journey reaches splendor. 
Why travel if I have to return? I ponder...
Is the journey beautiful enough, for its pain to endure?  


-Will.G



















WillG

I love to write under pseudonym WillG as I believe whatever I write, it actually is written through me. My writing is my impression of the expressions the world has in my life. I know you'll like it. Apart from that I love coding, violin and am an engineer.

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