If you found that you were me
You’d be undoubtedly confused.
And You wouldn’t know how to row
Against the currents that you know.
You’d want to write a book
And pen a witty tome
Or maybe be a crook
And steal an island home.
But every time your eyes
Fall on the thing you prize
A whiff of something new
Lights another fire in you.
Does all this chaos worry you?
Or does the upheaval excite you?
Would you rather stand this storm?
Or have it be the norm?
Either way its fine
Cause it’s not you;
It’s me.
3 Comments
hi ekta
i visited ur blog for the very first time yesterday and i was deeply impressed by the way u write, the way u maintain ur blog and your photographs……in short i admired everythin and has become a fan of yours…..presently i m also in ahmedabad pursuing my training and would be leavin in a month..
i really wish to know wat r u doin presently? i mean studing or anythin else?
do reply
Hehe…absolutely!!
All your attributes suggests that you are a Cancerian….
….How come you were born in August?