Thoughts
Sitting here blankly
With nothing to do, at last,
I ponder over my life past
What have I done with my life I think?
Things that have made me proud not shrink
That would make my parents swell with pride
And not compel me to hide
Why do I cry night and day?
When it’s my fault all the way
I wonder in times of sorrow
What lies in the morrow?
Why do we live? To what end?
To be born, to study, to earn, to marry,
To reproduce, to eat, to die
Oh this vicious circle
It goes round and round
In its chains we are bound
It is hopes and dreams that keep us going
That banishes the fear of doing
Tomorrow is a new day
Showing a new way
Thanking and remembering the good lord for all
Lighting a path for success and fall
So follow the path and have a ball.
--Shruti Bhushan
(20.03.2005)