I saw myself quite busy Running around work and life like a crazy Working day and night to earn little did I know inside I was torn. All my life studied to do a certain job But when got to do it alone I did sob Only then I realized the job was my profession For which I studied hard and never knew it was not my passion. As the days passed I felt suffocated with all the luxury and hefty pay I still felt defeated. In the loudness of outer world I never could hear my inner voice aloud. Till this day I live a life lavish and happening earned by my job which still I regret doing What is that I love? I ask my inner guide Too late seems the voice within has already died. Make some time to nurture your passion even when the world is in chaos Coz you never know when the self within is at loss. As I read somewhere Life is living only when you have a reason to wake up every morning. Let the voice within speak out loud Acknowledge it and be proud coz many people live their entire life in the bizarre without even hearing to the voice within that leave their soul with a deep scar. In silence I found this truth Almost after ageing of the youth You need to nurture profession and passion both Only then Life might be balanced to sail smooth. |