While standing on the sea shore,
The sea water kissed my feet,
I felt the first kiss of my mother.
Walking alone to reach the destination,
I peeped into the past,
for not forgetting my roots.
Water comes and goes,
It never promises to stay forever,
Like the time I have gone through,
Like the people I have come across,
Like the moment I have lived through.
In the moment of tranquility,
I found my new self.

Deja vu.....trodding to past
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ReplyDeleteHighly poetic and philosophical
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The most attracted line is " The sea water Kissed my feet I Felt the first Kiss of My Mother."
Awsm.....
I Pray I get a chance to read your column in the most Prestigious Newspaper, The Hindu.
Thank you so much for the precious words.
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