On the first day of the New Year, I stepped out to see the change. Same sky, cloudless. No traces of much needed rain. Same sounds of cars whizzing past. Muffled faces. And then I saw him in the corner – HOPE! All bundled up, still shivering! I looked at him with expectant eyes.
“Procrastinator! Are you illusionary?” I sneered at him.
He spoke to me:
“I know you love me
I know you hinge on me
When you tread on darker paths
I know I inspire you.”
“And you take pleasure in elusive tricks?”
“ I have my constraints
I float on the tide of time
I possess no magic wand
I hold a mirror to your ways.
“Sometimes I get caught
In the currents of cacophony
Discords and disharmonies
Pull me down, make me dormant.”
“And so you walk out?”
“I am always around
I whisper through the breeze
I glisten in your heart
I blend in your prayers.
“I absorb all words, perceptions and actions
My strings are stronger than faith
Those who hang on get rewarded
But your own role matters most.
© Balroop Singh
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