The Process called Life


''Wo kaghaz ki kashti, wo barish ka pani''

Pinks, purples and all their hues
Lured me to a dream land.
Bling and laughter filled the space
Gloom ceased to occur.

From a sulky little girl
To now a poised woman.
Playing in the sun and breaking a knee
Sheathing from tan now is my strategy.

Blabbering around with tales irrelevant
Silent and thoughtful is the new me.
To transit from what i was to what I am, is not the question
To find the same old laughter is my venture.

Building a home with dolls completing my family
In the plastic kitchen, happiness was cooked.
Stars and moon recited me fairytales
Constellations were a puzzle
Striking the rainbow filled life with all colors.

Life uncovered with unknown angles
Misconfigurations,Β  misconceptions resulted in commotion.
Shadows of past lingered in my mind
For history that was, now I had a clouded mind.

Fumbling with words
I attempt to define the process called life.
An ordered sequence of events staging obligations
Toddler tantrums, childhood adventures and challenges of womanhood.

Sometimes a low, sometimes a cheer
Lighthouse of gleaming sunshine.
A cranky journey or a playful ride
Adolescence coy and womanhood strifes.

Terrified with snippets of unbearable silence and desolation
My heart overwhelms with sounds of all that’s living.
Chased by weaknesses, Decoding the rules of this game
One day I will conquer this baffling trail.

I have many dreams, to decorate my tomorrow
Faithfully fulfilling my liabilities.
A daughter, a sister, a friend I am today
Future relationships to afix with love and care.

Awaiting my stellar source
That’ll keep me shimmering.
Soaring  towards a better tomorrow
With someone who is
like a diamond in the sky.

6 thoughts on “The Process called Life

  1. Akhiz says:

    First of all this is just awesome writing, the way you have described all this is just exquisite, and i hope that you find your twinkling star one day πŸ™‚

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  2. beingeternal says:

    Wow! Brilliantly written piece………… the life’s process in your words is terrifically amazing. “Awaiting my stellar source”- how wonderful is this. That cute little line woh kagaz ki kashti….woh dariyan ka pani…….oohhhhhhhhhhh πŸ™‚


    • maryam191 says:

      Thank you so much. I am pleased to hear your comment. The starting line is actually a song from a very old hindi movie. It touches me deeply.

      “Ye daulat bhi lelo, ye shohrat bhi lelo
      bhale cheen lo mujse meri javani
      Magar mujh ko lauta do bachpan ka savan
      Wo kagaz ki kashti, wo barish ka pani”

      Reminds me if the incredibly well spent childhood.

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      • beingeternal says:

        Pleasure is all mine, dear. I remember the first line of this song and rest is unknown. My father used to hum this when I was far young. I guess, it is from Jagjit singh’s album , if I’m not wrong. But Lovely one. After reading this, I was humming lightly, and my friends here in London couldn’t get anything of it so they started laughing. Then I had to explain them in detail. All because of your reminder…..he he πŸ™‚


      • maryam191 says:

        Yes it’s from the same album. You got it right.
        Well, It’s nice to be connected to you πŸ™‚

        Liked by 1 person

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