PUPPET Life!

Great saints say life actually is a dream, real world is with the supreme Lord in front of whom we kneel.

We are the puppets of his show, many people assist or resist depending upon their role.

For us these instrumentals are our kith and kin.

When this play is messed up we complain have I done any sin?

Childhood is the cutest part of this drama, since we are pampered and loved by our parents and grandmas.

The day when more than us our parents take the oath of making our future bright, I say we get trapped in the rat race in a way right.

Since affection is replaced by attention, if worst fate we face detention.

Unaware of why and for what is this happening to us, we forget that we cannot connect our dots at first.

The essence of life is already getting faded and bored, when we accept it happily by getting degrees more.

Between these hopeless days we sometimes come accross the hopeful person, we begin plans to live days of lumpsome.

As the threads of our fate are in the hands of the almighty, sometimes departing from our loved ones becomes a history.

Then we achieve a degree and a master, uncontended we sometimes do a series and a parallel of various branches in a cluster.

The biggest lol moment is now we wait to be get hired, and life goes on by balancing pay checks and expenses with the fear of getting fired.

Building a family the show becomes more a mess, we hope atleast now to have a bit rest.

Now we open our eyes and see the naked truth, that we have been trapped for years in a loop.

Realization of this agony we do a nail bite, and say our deeds have grown enough to become ripe.

These ripen deeds are our children who actually are now cool, for whom without givng a second thought we say, “Come on baby lets go to school”.

The controller sits there and laugh, thinking that this another puppet has learned nothing from his past.

Now the deed again goes through the same trauma as his dad, no luck nothing new which actually seems really bad.

Old age is the second childhood of a man they say, parents need to be nutured with utmost love and care.

Lucky are those who see the above line experienced thoroughly, while most have seen the things done to them exactly opposite.

There comes a time when the puppet feels its threads becoming upwards tight, thinking its time for him to leave this earth right.

Now the actual truth dawns to him, that this life is the mirage of what he has seen.

High time it seems, and he begins to weep.

They say truth sits upon the lips of dying man, hoping to to something worthy this doll of lord tries to utter his last word in the ambulance van.

But the director of the show doesnt like such silly twists, and he keeps the truth undiscovered by pulling upwards his wrists.