Sometimes I look back at myself
What I was a
To what I am
I was a different person
Ten years back
Than what I am
Now
But then again I wonder
Is it that different?
The face has not changed
May be a few grey hair
Here and there
A few wrinkles
Marking me
Making me wiser
But am I?
I looked at my old pictures
They tell a story
Of a woman
Who was comfortable?
Just being
A mother
A wife
And the identity stops there
But now I want more
To carve an identity for self
To crave life
To work
To go out
The freedom to be me
At this age,
Where I should have been settled
I want to stir up some trouble
I want to create a sky of my own
I want to drink the elixir called life
I want to live
Without shackles
What I was in my past
I can never want in my present
Without this quest
I can’t imagine a future
Am I wrong in wanting more?
Am I wrong in wanting a do over?
Am I wrong in wishing for a different life?
From now on
Am I wrong?
In wanting a difference
From
Now and Then
A mother of two, Preeti Bhandari is a colloquial writer. She believes in simple living which reflects in her writings. As the Editor of Narisakti, she intends to use her vast experience to propel this platform to a cult status among entrepreneurial networks.
When not writing she is quilling, both with paper and thoughts.
