When words don't come easy

I walked on familiar roads

On known paths with unknown people

And found myself where I once was

Struggling; yet happy.

Cause in all that chaos and rush

Within that big red bus

Came to my mind like chimes

Words flowing in child-like rhymes

On love, on life and everything in between

That my boyish eyes had seen.

On those roads and in those strangers

I searched for a wonderland.

I looked for a faithful band.

And on whoever each word, each rhyme I penned

Their story found a fitting end.

But all that the places and people ever actually did

Was remind me of how all my dreams were a fib.

In the eyes of those strangers there were tears of sorrow

And dreams so naive, like mine, of a tomorrow

When everything would be better.

And it seemed so hopeless: that hope in their eyes,

Which held the pain of today in disguise.

And I asked myself, "What wrong have we done

To deserve a today which has no tomorrow?"

And snap! went away my dreams and my rhymes

And all my hope of the better times

Never to return: at least that's what I thought

Until fate as you have it, back me it brought

To those familiar roads and unfamiliar audience

And I found the fruit of words in my silence

The fruit of joy in my sorrow

And in today the purpose of my tomorrow.

From I to You: A change of View

Have you ever watched an obscure movie or heard a song you've never heard before or read a book by an author you knew nothing of till you got the book?

Ever so often life throws in these little surprises at you that you relish and cherish and thank the good Lord for! And these unexpected experiences are the ones that can leave a profound mark on you and makes you look at your life or its handiwork in a totally different light. And if and when it does that, try and revisit some of your memories from the recesses of your mind and look at them through these new lenses. As Goethe puts it, 

"There is nothing insignificant in the world, it all depends on the point of view."

And the points of view we have on something can only become manifold when we experience our own experiences through another's experience of their similar yet unique experience! So begin scouring your life and seek experiences, artefacts and rituals that make you look at your life in a whole new light.