The journey
Takes me to different places
Destinations; intended, unintended
Desired, undesired, indifferent

Some fragments cling to my mind
As if they were waiting for me
As if meant only for me
As if in a way predestined

A tiny experience
A little something to learn
A little something to unlearn
A myth to be shattered, broken

Till they coalesce with my being
Creating a ‘new me’
Each moment, everyday
While discarding the ‘old me’ along the way

Subir Chakraborty / 5th April 2018