We talk of so many lives in one world, But little do we talk of so many worlds in one life. I live in diverse worlds, in the same life.
One world has my house, my parents, and memories. Then there’s one which has my love, my friends and places and people I miss. There’s my college, my dreams of a job or two or more, Then there’s a world of good things I have done, Then there’s one which has all the embarrassing moments of mine. There’s a world which I want to be in, and there are a few I hate to be in, Some worlds start and end in a moment, some last a lifetime, or may be further. Some worlds I want to leave behind and move ahead, Some I want to enter with smiles. Some worlds which are pure nostalgia, enclosed in those old photo albums. All different and wide apart, but my worlds. I can’t divide these worlds by drawing lines, In fact one leads magically into another.
I am presently traveling from Delhi to Ahmedabad, From one world to another. There are journeys which introduce me to worlds which were always there, But I never saw them. Loving these journeys, taking me from one world to another, All in one LIFE…
(Wrote this in Ashram Express, journey from Delhi to Ahmedabad, Oct 2011.)