Payal Parande (8-7-1994)

My wish comes true
I become a bird today
In the beginning, I fall down clumsily to open my wings all the way
But one by one I open them into bright rays
The journey begins and i fly through the mountains of my memories
The memories I have in my wits,
As i see it full i see the surface is occupied with
Layers of love's snow (very thick)
And the left of it with the greenery of the happiness I got from it,
I wander there (for a long beat)

Then I fly toward the dark green jungle,
Threes full of small and long leaves
Having trouble to go through,
With so dark bushes tangling myself into them,
Afraid I'll be bogged down, They are too massive

But sorting my way out
I am getting into the open now wondering where to go?
Oh! What I see? I see an immense door
With alluring flowers on the one side
An enchanting voice coming from somewhere,
Come inside it says
But something clicks and grasping myself back discerning something
Wishing never to open this door,
Here, my bad temptation stays

Getting myself away from it as soon as possible, I go further
Seeing nothing at all
There is nothing in my sight nothing but wide open blank and white
I get scared, have I gone blind? I am thinking
Suddenly I opened my eyes, smiling to myself
I took a pen and started to write...