I was born but really was I?
I grew up as the days went passing by,
I was pampered , I was loved,
Only extravaganza I was served.
Bliss and comfort I kept meeting with,
That too I was born , sith,
Was My Life making any sense?
That was the question dead immense.
I was living my life without any aim,
I thought, life is some unserious game,
Was I going at least somewhere?
Or was I going absolutely no where ?
Was I going wrong or right?
Was I making my future dull or bright?
Several such questions struck my mind,
A conclusion rose from within,
I was living my life -dead blind!
I don’t know what made me think that,
Perhaps He blessed me,
Whatever it may be,
Today with a different point of view,
My life again I see.
For sometime I thought,
Life is to enjoy,it’s a circus,
But now I surely know,
That I’m on for a Purpose!