Gypsy, adventurer, writer, traveler, dreamer, healer, artist, lover, learner
What makes you think you will die a peaceful man?
With anger and hurt buried deep inside !!!
Do you feel you have forgiven?
Then look within?
In a million mirrors that surround me
I see reflections of shame that inhabit me
Don’t do this, Don’t do that ; cry out the voices aloud
Voices from past, voices from present
I was born out of desire, the desire of two people
As a fetus, I had a desire, the desire to grow and survive
And then I had a desire, to see the world outside
Desire
As a foetus, I had a desire, the desire to grow and survive
The “silisila” of desire continued
The Echo
I had a vision. I saw my Mom as my echo.
If I said to her, ‘I want to run away to a far away place,” I knew she had the same response for me.
If I said to her, I want to end all this, commit suicide, she had the same to say to me.
