Connecting the dots…

Life begins as an embryo of thoughts,
Grows upto for a heap of expectations,
Sometimes, logical and other illogical,
Never knowing what is there in store for us,
What is the outcome of the expectations!
The Sillage left behind of the pleasant and;
Unpleasant memories, keeps memories unanswered.
But life must go on, nihilism left unattended, 
For that life is not meaningless.

Should’ve Could’ve Would’ve Didn’t Didn’t Didn’t,
Multitude of thoughts keeps us engaged.
But the dots needs to be connected,
For that the beads of life needs to be bound together,
To have a true meaning and true colour to life.

We have heaps of expectations set for life by self and others on us. Expectations arise from what we see around and what others see for us. The wave of expectation washes our conscience, troubles our self confidence for that is not our true self. People may not find true meaning of the expectation we have set for them, sometimes getting wrong meaning and precedence for the same.