Tales of the Wanderlust

The laughter is still ringing in my ears And the images refuse to budge My heart brims with longing for those moments of noisy bonding. Where are those stairs to happiness, those endless nights of banter? Where are those thousand cigarettes Which we shared with countless secrets? The way we prowled the corridors caring two hoots about everything else, Shouting war cries and swear words as if we were the rulers of all the worlds. Ah! the dirty dirty birthday bash Mango juice and potato mash? Water can Drums, Noise and Din beating the day lights out of him. As Sumanth rightly said ‘you can take the man out of the desert But you can’t take the desert out of the man’ Singapore you have it all But you aren’t like Dubai at all! For us it represents the spirit, light and glow of our friendship, love and exhilaration. Would give anything to get those Dubai days back We miss you Dubai. We love you Dubai.

As we journey down the road of life Towards our own destinations  We walk a stretch with strangers We share their memories, we share their warmth We share joy, we share wisdom We sometimes enjoy their company But sometimes, we crave solitude None the less we envelope each other with security Much needed in these unknown reality While crossing these unseen frontiers. Not long down the road We come across a new group Embarking on a trip lead by their destinies Willing to talk with us, willing to walk with us When we ask ‘where are you going’? We are marching towards success says one We are marching towards empowerment says another We are collecting knowledge says yet another They asked in return about our journey We say, we are seekers of solace and of money and of joy and skill. We say, we are all walking towards bettering our life. Happiness of new company excites us - the more the merrier delights us Now, we invite them to join us, Welcome Aboard

The white knight said to his heart throb: “I am thinking that, If ever dreams & energy had a shape, I would perceive them and use them to be better man. If only dreams were reality and all the reality a dream and if ever those dreams came true, I would never come back in reality. If ever imagination has a limit and could become reality, I would go back in time and live my childhood again to live every moment as if it was my last and to Carpe Diem. If ever love had sense and was always understood And there was a scale to measure love then I would tell how I feel about you.” I can’t help but think, he continued: “How much more can be achieved, if ever there was a limit to desires and we could reach it from within. If only sky was the limit & the only borders across countries, If only we were so clever to keep others happy forever and ensure that there were no tears only smiles all around. If we realised life does not shrink as we grow. If only the world was a simple place and pe...