Footprints...

If you want to leave your footprints
On the sands of time
Do not drag your feet

When life permits me to look back, I always search to find the traces of steps in the roads I have taken. Sometimes when I don't find them, I wonder did I actually drag my feet there! It is hard to remember because moments move away so soon that some of them leave no marks in that portion of my mind which we call memory and in some, I leave no traces.

While transcending through the different and not so different phases of my life, I have tried to leave the previous phases in a way that I do not drag momentoes into the new phase. And later I have waited for those momentoes to enter my world at their own pace. I dream, I expect and I wish. So there have been so many such things which I have wanted to enter my present from those previous phases but sometimes they did not. During such realisations, I have consoled myself saying that they weren't worth it. But it could be that I was wrong. Had I dragged them at my own will, with my pace, may be they still would have been my present. But I could not do so then and I cannot do it in future. You see I could not leave my trace so strongly that they could have followed me. There have also been times when an unexpected part of my past had appeared all of sudden in my life and become a part of my present. That is when I realise that I have left traces even in those moments that did not make marks in my memory.

The advancing times are one of those in which I will probably enter one of my life's most different phase. There is still time, I know, but I am already observing to decide which are the ones that I want in my future, which are the ones that can follow me and which are the ones I may need to drag. Actually, it is not as difficult to identify them as it is to decide whether I would like to drag them with me. The problem this time is however that I can see those things will not follow me and if I do not drag them, its like saying I am leaving them at my own will... consciously.

Were my steps so light that I could not leave my footprints for them to follow?

ESCAPE!!!

Sometimes as I walk my usual way, I have that feeling of escaping away...
Escaping to some far away place...
From this world, from reality, from everbody around me
Escaping alone... just on my own...

Do you recognise the above feeling as well as I do? I have heard, seen and felt that almost everyone around me has had this thought once in a while. So did I.

And I have found a numerous places where I escape to.

Books for instance are very common. Entering into a world of imagination not created by me. Walking into the unknown roads and discovering new places, new faces in each new page. Its like meeting new people, knowing them, understanding them and then looking into their lives. My real world fades in to a blur for the duration of my reading, I have escaped!

Then there are poems - the ones that I read are pretty similar to books. Then there are the ones that I write. Its my world. A situation I have created, assesed and reacted to. My fancy, my whim, that is not dependent on what actually happens. It takes me to the kind of world I want - the innocence of a child or the thoughtfulness of a thinker, the calmness of nature or the heights of civilization - I have escaped!

Some around 1 yr back, I discovered this one more world where I could escape at my will - the Blogsville. A world similar to the world of my books as well as my poems - this world has its own charms. I come here to walk some known paths as well as to discover some new ones ans with that sometimes I contribute to create some of its paths as well... and just like some previous moments now also I am escaping!

Sometimes I wonder, what is it that we all want to escape and what is that string which brings us back here. However much I try to escape, one thing is for sure I will come back here because I will never escape my dreams and they do have to come true :) ... some time, some day some way...