Everyday I live I think
How life is so much love,
I wonder how or why
one needs to stay above.
Is it a race ? always I fathom
Why are we running? I think
Find me winding my saxofone
Take a step back and blink.
I feel more awake than ever,
So alive I feel
I look at the world within and away
Just a moment to steal
How life could be? I wonder,
Juggling silent sounds
No more a pram but a supercar
Have my calling I found?
Such thoughts make me agile
There be no start , no end
Running, race,to loose or win
Are nothing but just trends
To a far side montain-top
Should I sage my way
Or in this ratrace we call life
Should a rat I stay ?
I wonder more.
– Abhinandam Chatterjee
