Alone

I have a billion friends.

I have a loving family.

I have inspirational teachers.

Yet, I am alone.

No, I'm not lonely. But yes, I'm alone.

This is my journey. 

Unique and revealing.

The answers of it's toughest questions lie within me.

These mysterious signals, only I can decipher.

It's custom made for me.

The learning is mine ,and so is the suffering.

There might be people who sometimes drop a hint I could use.

But, this travel is for me to make. On my own.

For I am alone and so are you. 

The sooner, you realize this and abandon your itching search for companionship, you will be able to move ahead.

But, you must make this journey alone.

I am the infinite universe

Who am I ? 

Am I  a diligent daughter? 

Am I the passionate lover?

Am I the loyal wife? 

Maybe I am the obedient student.

Or am I the knowledge-hungry seeker? 

Or the curious mountaineer ?

Someone says I am an avid reader!

Im still perplexed, I know not who I am.

What is my aim? 

What is my greater goal? 

In a sudden moment there was a realisation,

The answer becameso clear.

I knew then that;

I am the infinite universe.

There are no boundaries to what I can achieve or what I can be.

For, I'm as significant as the universe and as insignificant as a bacteria! 

Yet, I am infinite.

Dust thou art to dust returnest

His was a simple life , he loved, he gave and he forgave. 

In his private moments he often feared oblivion. 

Will those kids remember my goodness? Will my colleagues remember my help? 

Will anyone miss me after I'm gone? 

When his time on earth was done, many wept over his coffin.

But the coffin was lowered into the ground and covered with earth. 

As time healed wounds, the colleagues forgot him.

The children couldn't recall the uncle who would without fail bring them candies.

Mother Nature,however,did not. 

She had integrated him into the greater system.

Several years later , he was blooming as a flower here , but wait! He was also that tiny sappling popping out of the earth. 

He was everywhere , he would be immortal.

Year after year, parts of him would continue to bloom in different places.

He, who was born from dust had returned to dust. 

In the process Mother Nature had proven wrong his fears and the fears of many of his clan.