My heart ached at every happiness that came my way...
'My 1st ever offical US trip getting thru...'
I looked back to see if I have anyone to share these...
Held back bubbling tears, chocked but choose happy 'to be'...
Checked the chat window a thousand times to feel what it feels to have the conversations while we are alive...but active none.
My heart ached; not with the mistakes I made....The second bite of meat I ate....
My heart ached when I looked back, to see if I would be soothed by the words- shit happens...it's ok.. forget it and move on..
But heard none...
My heart ached; when I stepped at those royal steps....(The Leela palace)
How a girl from a small town who was so scared of sophistication and considered herself a misfit
But she never had to look back coz a voice was always had her back, assuring - she has all that it takes!
But saw no-one...
A room full of people were cheering for me and I stood there in disbelief.....
In the realisation of 'how far I have come'...or was it the escape I found in dedication at work.
My heart ached, flood gates of tears now open...I gave-up hiding, fighting, escaping ...knowing my heart wasn't home.
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