All I've got to do today is smile :)

I don't know much about life, I really don't.  If I start mentioning about the places that I've visited so far, I fear I won't even make it up to 2-digits. I don't go out much either. Not even met many people and haven't read many books. Does that makes me sad ?

May be a little, may be for a while, if I think too hard. I would love to go places, who wouldn't ? Places that I often gaze at in my atlas, traverse all those rivers, mountains, bridges and cities whose names I bone up every now and then. All those paths and routes which never make any sense when I see them on my map and all those palatable foods whose image only makes people drool. I'd give anything to meet new people every day. Talk to them, may be walk with them, share my world with theirs. Study religions, science, societies  languages, art, architecture, fiction, non-fiction and make strong my understructure.

I guess, I wish too much. Who can get all that in one life ?

But, that isn't a reason enough to stop me

Got miles to go before I even think of sleeping :)

I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock, I am an island.

~ Paul Simon

One day this rock will roll and it will keep rolling until it smooths out. One day this island will be inhabited by people and others I don't know..

I'll go to places

so many that I'll lose the track

and I'll not make notes

I'll bring nothing back

will keep retentions in my head

too precious to give words

I haven't seen much, not yet

these eyes have a lot to witness

but I ain't sad

that's not my style, because

all I've got to do today is smile.

I'll meet different people

of all castes, color and creed

religions, countries, boundaries

so many barriers to limit my pace

but, I won't forget the place, the face

feelings and grace of all I already met.

I know not much about people

not yet at least, but eventually I'll

no reason to feel so bad

you see that's not my style, because

I've got to traverse so many miles.

I'll read a great deal

how much, I can't tell

dip in the fountain of knowledge

swim across noetic components

but I won't scribble down the details

devour all, skillful contrivance of answers

to problems complex and tall

I haven't encountered much

no, not yet. But I ain't sad

you see that's not my style, because

I've got to traverse so many miles.

I'll feast upon delicious, luscious

savour it all, my relish for food

will replete never, as new cuisines

are out there forever, don't think much

not a fan of tailored appetite, but

I'm no gorger but a trailblazer

picking up pieces of nature's park

my taste buds are young now

not senesced yet. But I ain't feel bad

you see that's not my style, because

all I've got to do today is smile.

As of now things are going easy

I worry, but they are entwined with hopes

and delights on the contrary

earth's a ball, within it so many balls

each have our own

I'm an alien to others in subtle ways

so much I've kept unknown, unsaid

little I know of the world outside

still, sometimes I burn in vanity and pride

emendable me, that's got to be my style

and then for eternity this face will smile  :)

What's the use of worrying?
It never was worthwhile.

So, pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag,

and smile, smile, smile.

~ George Asaf

 PS: I'll be less active in blogosphere. Exam time.

Will Catch up Soon. Till then.. Take Care !!