This heart has been a
wanderer who loves to ramble and find ways where none existed before. It never
understands the wisdom of other’s words nor can it choose anything other than
what it wants for itself. Sometimes, it creates raging fires in places where a soft little word would have done.
Not that there were
no mazes in the olden days. There were many that it burnt down or flew past,
though not with a victorious smile or swelling pride but with quiet equanimity;
it didn’t have much left behind to boast of.
For years, it has
searched for beauty in all places- in the serenity of nature, in the
spontaneity of a child’s smile, or in the most beautiful thoughts where it has
always dwelt. It has often wandered in the serenest places on earth, where it took
in with amazement, the feeling of being so minute in a huge beautiful
world. Sometimes, it has
wandered alone, partly to its dismay and partly to create a pride in solitude.
There were also times, when in another wanderer’s eyes, it read solace, warmth
and strange delight.
A new strength came
from a kindred spirit in whose eyes, the world was made anew or paths made
merrier with zesty songs and bright sunshine. With a soulmate, an anam cara, it
has often dreamt of wandering again through the same mazes differently.Though there might be
new invites from around, the cascading waterfalls, the beautiful mountain-tops,
the endless beaches or beautiful fields of green delight, it needs a soul
friend to listen to its endless amazement.
Though there might
not be many words and many hurdles to jump over, this heart still wants to
watch the stars fade away all along with its soul companion.Often it dreams of
flights across all its mazes just to find solace in the comfort of a friend and
at times, it feels that the time has passed and the magic gone. Despite of constant
mistakes while wandering, it seeks within itself an answer, to wait patiently
for its dream to come back again.
May be this heart
would hum a new song or dance a new dance, a never-seen wonder of rejoice when
it comes home, all safe in the arms of its soul friend. Till that day, this
wanderer searches on weary faces a semblance of its dream, feels down when it
finds nothing familiar and ends every journey with heavy feet and grim thoughts. Yet, with a spring of
delight, it waits on every corner to see what surprise life holds in its
sudden trips and turns, turning a deaf ear to the noises that are around it
the whole time.
