I dreamed of a job,
A job so challenging,
Challenging my limits,
Limits with no boundaries,
And boundaries which do not shape me!
The day I realized what is journalism,
Journalism caught on to me like a child.
A child who has just started to recognize faces,
Faces that are new and unknown.
Little known that unknown are much closer than the known.
Known are the ones who mould you.
Times changed but not my dream.
Dream for a change became a reality,
A reality I waited to live
Live a life of Challenges, competition and fear
Fear of loss, fear of failure.
Failure overpowered the fear of death
Death became a routine
Routine of rape, murder, betrayel and theft
A silent theft of a life
A life of respect and values
Values made way for a life never dreamed of.
Every dream has an end
An end with nothing to look ahead
Ahead is just a route
A route of deviation
Deviations left you with a hope
A hope of living your dream
A dream yet again
Again at the same place where you started the story
A story which always has something from the past
A past with lot of memories and lessons
Lessons learnt to be yourself
Today I want to be a free spirit
Spirit which has no form but just life
Life that has no rules no promises
Promises are really not meant to be broken
Broken promises make way for stronger spirits
A spirit to live, love, survive and dream till you reach!
A spirit to live, love, survive and dream till you reach!
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