By Kiran Sathe
As I drive down the long busy road
Which leads me from my office to my abode
I find my younger self waving at me
Stationed at different places I see
In different times, in different roles
Busy chasing different goals
The nursery, the school, the college and the playground
All echo my thoughts with a reverberating sound
The step by step ladder that I climbed
The hurdles and the successes well timed
Which led me to this stage
And gave me enough wisdom to suit my age
The trail gets longer
As I go further and stronger
It is after all my movie in a motion slow
A painting of my life and its stealthy flow