How can I run away from my past,
How can I be so fast,
It’s not easy to forget,
It’s not easy to melt,
Images of the snow-clad mountains,
Memories of the untold fairy tales.
P.S.: Travelling to Ladakh has been one of the most wonderful experiences that I have. I cannot express what I felt in just a few words, But for now words all I have to tell you that the place is worth a visit. Take some time out of your busy schedule and just once visit LEH to rejuvenate. And it’s exactly six months to when I visited that place.
My recent visit to this place,
And there I see such a different face.
A totally varied lifestyle,
I lived a part of it, in that little while.
Life in mountains, Life is mundane,
But there’s a beauty,
In this simplicity.
A Retreat From The World So Wide,
Going On A Hustling Ride,
With The Rising Sun ,
People Start Their Run ,
Boarding The Fast Locals ,
Stepping On A New Journey
Travelling With “To And Fro” Sways ,
With The Crowd ,
Making The Platform
Wear A Shroud,
As The Day Ascends ,
With The Mob ,
To His Respective Workplace,
Working With The Fastest Pace,
At The Evening Hour,
Having A Sweaty Shower,
Going Home To Find An Empty House,
Untidy, Un-Organized, Infected By Mouse,
The Four Walls Are Not Maintained,
Closing The Doors, He Has Wailed,
A Thousand Times,
His Silent Cries,
The Life In This City
Is Eating Him Up,
He Has Always Filled His Cup,
Fails To See The Beauty Which Lies ,
In Mumbai ,
With Every Setting Sun , There’s A Rise.