The past has faded from memory, the present is where I live.

I travel on. Who knows where I’m heading.

Where am I?


Faith lets me believe that the world is good. And those I meet on the way who walk with me for a while are good people too. I know.

Just a little cross..

That drifting traveller was from my village, that old path... whose memories I could not escape.

My home shed tears without me. I have a nagging fear ... that I no longer belong to my home.

I’m a man whose chosen journey, will stay the journey.

Neither room here nor from there.

I’m a man whose chosen journey, will stay the journey.

That I stayed always did.


I befriend milestones, the road knows me by my gait. Everyday.. the world feels the same everyday.

I sell cities to people of leisure, I leave empty handed. I return empty handed. Everyday.. I’m becoming a stranger to myself everyday..


I’m a man whose chosen journey, will stay the journey.

That I stayed always did.


When I turned from village to city, turning bitter, like poison. Everyday.. I wish I could have been different everyday ...

This age, This time, This road keeps passing by.


I’m a man whose chosen journey, will stay the journey.

That I stayed always did.

I stayed!

I stayed!

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