Are we no more than mere puppets
Remote controlled by the secret strings of fate?
Or are we just a passing eyewitness
Watching a puppetry show being staged?
Life seems dependent on planets and stars
That has already cast our lot,
Destiny seems to set a bar
A hurdle unbridgeable by the best of efforts.
But have we not seen people
Navigate cheerfully unhindered by fate?
Surdas and Milton wrote to create ripples
Though their worldly visions had barricaded gates.
So, if ‘fate' is our master who rules and governs
On efforts invested can't we a...
A Bus To The Star
Did you miss the bus to the star.
That could have taken you very, very far?
Do you still live like an oyster with a precious pearl
Deep in the sea, unseen and unfurled ?
The talent that live in us both latent and nascent
Needs to be nurtured to make it potent,
So why wait, why await for the bus to the star?
Give your talent a chance and it shall take you afar.