A new road

I am trying to take,
a road not taken,
full of confusions,
doubts and fears,

even though I have,
an option of easy life,
then why be brave,
and roll the dice?

Sometimes I feel
6 years of my life are waste,
But does that mean,
I should waste rest of my life?

Burden is not of not knowing,
but of knowing the worthless,
All I have learned is,
how to earn money,
and how to climb up,
both of them,
I value least,
the heap of shit knowledge I gather,
will die with pyre in ashes

Questions rise what should I do then,
I baffle with this question so much,
but answer comes up quick,
when I look at the people around,
of all types,
because then I know what's needed.


I hope I bring out,
all that goes through,
different lives,
their joy, their misery,
where reality can itself be a film,
to look back at how stories,
can be used as a tool,
to convey troubles and solutions,
to problems faced by common people.
To convey unobserved influences,
which we ignore, knowingly or unknowingly,
because of inconvenience of the dawn of plain reality,
To convey the ways of blossoming,
in a lighthearted non-over-dramaticized way.
so much to do,  is so less time.

Hope that you too will help,
for I need courage in this step.
To keep my learnings aside,
and do something which means,
everything to me, and I am sure,
a lot more, whose stories are
yet silent, unspoken  . . .