Life’s definition starts with you. It is poignant. It begins and moves along in sync with you. It penetrates the unfathomable depths of love. It has nothing to do with me and my actions. You took control over it long back.
You never misguided me. You never altered my course of actions. I guided myself according to you. It is said that love is an antonym to mature actions. I defer. You made me trail to the deeper understanding of life. You embedded in me the bullet of enthusiasm and zeal to make it big. You gifted me confidence. I carry myself alone to the biggest hurdles of life only to find you beside me everywhere. You drown yourself in my world, swim along with me and never carry an oxygen cylinder. You always know I have it for you. I need you everywhere and hence, carry the prerequisites.
I run to find water and find you running harder to reach even the most delusive oasis to assist me drink. Baby, you never lost pace. Thank you for the trust. I know my ‘thankful’ sermons annoy you! My peevish child, ‘You’ are ‘Me’.