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CHAPTER II

My bucket list - since last 27 years just sat idle- adding wishes
While I thought - all my wishes were abstractly absurd,
While I planned to just close the lid of it and start afresh.
The bucket tipped and tossed and hushhh all the wishes flew.
I was happy that- I didn't have to be guilty for not accepting them as mine.

Then a turn, as if I was walking towards myself in a dream
A dream so real, where life which looked like a fake story book now
A weird turn - a not calculated or thought I clinger around
All changed, as if it was that easy
Hard to believe cause Life never seemed so easy
Lucrative very it was - the more cautiously I set for it
The more beautiful and soothing this has been.

Not all was great or mind blowing
But indeed worth the entire beautiful journey I am set for
I am anxious to a point that i don't generally admit its nice
What if the feeling jinxes it
What if it turns into the worst nightmare ever
Being the positive clumsy soul I always was and is
I pat my heart an say trust the journey

The bucket just didn't tip and toss
It had it own purpose may be
It knew when and what and how
It feels like I see those wish chits transform into pretty colourful butterflies
Butterflies fluttering all around me
Making me feel its always the Spring
The Spring of love
The Spring of happiness
The Spring of colourfullness in my life
A few sat on me now and then, making me feel more the special
Though all are very special 
But they are yet to catch hold of me- the chaotic clumsy soul - me
I am running with time
May be for time indeed 
It feels good to see the butterflies follow me,
No matter how hard the wind blew
No matter how chilled or heated the roads might be
I just hope they will always follow me like they are following me
They boost me to run further to run stronger
They are my brain child my colourful brain waves
Lighting the world around- may be faintly ,but still they do
They make me proud- as I realize they were damn realistic
I would set them free from me one by one
I would see them fluttering with someone else then
And smile with sweet and sour nostalgia.

Dream baby dream - all I must say
Make a wish - they might be vicious
But they are worth living even if it is for a day!

Chapter II - I call the phase
Better be good better be nice
Let the curtains up and the sweet and sour never ending drama begin!

O yes! Thanks! the bucket list fell and - You happened!


Comments

  1. Nibe time for a new bucket list!

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  2. Fresh and Honest...waiting for the new BuckeT list!!!

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  3. Fresh and Honest...waiting for the new BuckeT list!!!

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  4. wow, nibi. i am speechless. this is such descriptive writing. i actually imagined myself within this. i loved it, i must say.
    <3

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