A LOOK AT LIFE -52 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LIFE WASTED How pathetic looking back to that beautiful garden dying leaving a few green patches struggling to breathe and remain alive. The thread that binds, the love that sustains in moments when things are nice and fine hardly withstand the midday sun. A winter shower shatters all, bonds, ties and tie ups and land you in a solitary asylum where one finds none How difficult to accept the truth to realise the reality, a life believed to have been lived to the full was, in fact, a life wasted and lost in mundane deeds and fragile relationships. Future looks hazy with the hangover of the past chasing and the reality of the present pinching, life is never easy. I am in a cocoon, neither it leaves me nor i live in it, with my heart and mind in chains, neither i come out of the past nor accept the present, sway in between, having no future, absolutely nothing to look at. Caught in a noman's land with no options but to silently endure the moments, wait for a sad and unceremonious end and accept the reality of life which majestically stands on man and his selfish needs and changing priorities. ©smrutiranjan18.9.2018 #A LOOK AT LIFE -52 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A LIFE WASTED How pathetic looking back to that beautiful garden dying leaving a few green patches
