Desire

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

The “silisila” of desire continued

As an infant I desired to be held, nurtured and loved

As a child, I desired to learn, explore and grow

The “silsila” of desire continued

Till someday, I heard, some of my desires were not OK

And then I learnt, to hide my desires for fear of being punished or ridicule

I also learnt of some other important desires that I “should” inculcate

I worked hard on the desires I should, in the process forgot about my own desires

All was OK in my world

Till one day, the suppressed voices of my own desires

Came to haunt me

We are your desire. We are your desire. They screamed

I was scared. I muffled these voices. I silenced them

I told them, “They were wrong. They were childish. They had no role in my life.”

They refused to go. They continued to haunt me.

So I gave in. And I tried a desire.

For a while I felt good.

Till the voices came back once again to mock me

“Who are you fooling? That is not your desire.”

“Go back to your childhood and dig deep. Dig those buried dreams.”

Do you have the courage to follow that child’s dreams?

To live a life of that child’s dreams?

If not, we will continue to haunt you

And follow you till your last breath.

You will desire to be free of us

You will desire a peaceful death

But till you don’t honor that child’s desire

How do you expect

Born of desire, yet rejecting your desires

Desire

To wake up is a desire

To look good is a desire

To eat is a desire

To laugh is a desire

To connect with others is a desire

To see the beauty in the world is a desire

To love is a desire

To feel loved is a desire

To accomplish is a desire

To feel happy is a desire

To relax is a desire

To make love is a desire

To have children is a desire

To sleep is a desire

Can I then make desire the torch of my life

And stop questioning it every step of the way!