Photo Credit: Aaron Paul I am surrounded by people, Who are glued to display screens, Spending a major chunk of the day, Looking at Excel sheets. Weekdays spent answering another, Who does the same all the year, In the rat race to earn daily wage, I ask, is this where I belong ? Surrounded by family otherwise Time goes by quickly in conversations, Yet at the end of the day, I ask the same, do I belong ? High up on the mountains, I tire my physical and mental, Sharpening the brain and brawn, Yet I ask, is this where I should be ? In the middle of all this chaotic noise, One noise we fondly call music, Enters my brain and goes straight to the heart, I don't hear that nagging question anymore. With every beat my heart skips one, I can feel myself downing in the sea of music, Though surrounded by strangers, I feel weirdly comfortable, a surreal connection. There are folks singing their hearts out, And there are fan...

Photo Credit: Barby Dalbosco In the cloudy haze of the evening, I see nature in its finest form, Molding itself one day at a time, A hidden sculpture, seldom seen Away from the ticking city life, I ask myself, would I be happy, Living in the hills, Among the clouds, With trees around, a simpler lifestyle I realise, though I enjoy the break, I yearn for the high pace, One filled with more than one needs, Dive into situations with just confidence Hungry to wage verbal wars, To quench my thirst of knowledge, To understand different opinions, Or simply to know my girth Thrust forward with everything I have, Against everything this world has to offer, Explore nomadically in varied avenues, To find my name in this rage we call world.