Hopes tends to
fade away. Zeal and fervor with which I usually start something recedes with
time. Every now and then I need a nudge, I need someone to tear down the
illusion of assumed perfection and give me a coup d'oeil of the acrid reality.
When this waning fervidness reaches a point beyond which there's no actual
moving forward but an unavailing run in loops I need an instant dose of
inspiration, a sugar-coated slap of embarrassment from people around which will
be hard enough to push me back on race track and soft enough to not to hate them for slapping me.
But, there
comes a time when I no longer need inspiration. It's always there with me. May
be I'm inspired all the time. My head is deep buried in what I'm doing and I know
exactly where I'm going.Like Anais Nin my dreams too are athletic in
nature running way ahead of me, I need to catch up before they melt away. I
don't wanna get pushed again and again, not now, and questioned and prodded
like a nestling.
I guess I don't need to be inspired any longer, just supported
― Kurt Cobain, Journals
Don't say a word
not a whisper, not a silence
with little sounds
heavy citations you oft cites
do no good to me
not now, but once I needed them
so bad, they gave me something
I reckoned I never had
I am charged
excited enough to last long
in valence shell, I know the route
marked well on the map
why charge me further
once I called for it
not any longer
now I need you to tread with me
your unhurried assistance
side by side, till I cross this
stretched out sea
stand with me on that blue boat
of mine, stare with me
torrents of water and azure skies
Sometimes
a mere assistance, a little support and an unconditional unhurried presence of
people you love gives you enough competency to swim through any circumstances.
May be you no longer require encouragement and much needed motivation but patronage
is something you'll never get enough, specially of your loved ones :)
