Journeys

This is me after a day i spent at an orphanage in North East India. Simply letting it out.

There is this hollowness. Emptiness of being trapped. I felt so gutted. Choked till the throat. There was so much life. Life that lived beyond strings. Worries were just a worry not life. Openess. Craziness. Eagerness. The readyness to make faults and enjoy the dance of life as it comes. I met the purest of the souls. Got nothing with them. A family they could never own. A life they left behind to make their own . These souls spread around like wildfire. Engulfing every part of me. Making me theirs till every chill i could feel. I was not left in my shape. I reached another level. A space where love was abundance. Happiness was a way of living. Closely lined by pain. The depth of pain in their eyes showed how they valued love and happiness. It made them a completely new person. Beautiful joy of pain that gave them life. They lost some people. But they made the world theirs. Relationship is just a word for them. Cause the world is in a relationship with them. Never had i ever had that feeling. Being trapped within. Realizing the importance of what i have and what i am doing with it. Where i have so much yet i am giving with little. These little souls giving beyond what anyone can hold. I want to get lost in their rhythm. The untangible dance to life. Have the world to me. Call everybody mine. Live together. Live beyond. Be what i would call life. Love the soul. Love the heart.