A LOOK AT LIFE-59

 A LOOK AT LIFE-59

BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

         IN LOVE WITH LIFE

Of what use 

Living the rest of life

Regretting all the while for what one has not achieved.

Of what use 

Going down the memory lane

Lamenting those days and nights

Which one missed

Being engrossed in mundane deeds.

Of what use

Cursing oneself 

For running away from life its rhythm and rhyme 

Making a hell of the present and the days to come by

No question

Life could have been lot better 

If one would have understood

The value of relationship and flight of time.

Most of us lived life

Not the way it should have been 

Not the way one wished

But by one's perception of fulfillment 

The values of society

Largely defined in terms of 

Recognition, power  and money.

Where your kid's smile, parent's tears 

And wife's longing never seemed to have any meaning.

From childhood to the fifties

Nobody knows how time flies.

All of a sudden one finds

He is old and the golden days of the youth

Are far behind.

By the time one realises 

He is in the late fifties or early sixties.

With nothing to look forward 

One looks back and broods over the past

Dead and gone

Only to come across the

Moist eyes and shattered dreams of his own.

Caught in between a past, not fully lived 

And a future, dark and uncertain 

One arrives on the horns of dilemma 

Neither he forgets the past

Nor lives in the present and dreams for the future.

With a dead past and uncertain future

One can still love and live

It does not matter how old are you?

You can always love and live

Look at your better half 

She is as beautiful as she used to be

The only thing you have not looked at her long since

Come on! look at the world around

The sun and moon, seas and rivers,

Mountains and meadows, flowers and orchids 

They were as beautiful as they were

Get up! live life as you wish

Still you have plenty of time and life in you

Make a fresh beginning

A golden future is awaiting

Live the beautiful present

Live life with its  spellbinding grandeur 

And for sure make good of 

What you missed over the years

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©