Back from Outer Space

Seasons have changed
Months gone by
Life's re-arranged
With challenges to defy

Building life back
Brick by brick
Getting on track
Hasnt been quick

Stronger than before
Leaving things behind
Swimming for the shore
Have my peace of mind

Climbing up the rope
I do see the top
Raising up hope
Life isnt a fullstop

Upright on my feet
And a long road ahead
The journey is incomplete
But I am clear in my head

TsunaMe

Tsunami is what had struck me or more aptly it was a Tsuna-Me. Like all natural calamities - this one also came unannounced without notice.

Sometimes in life, We are right in the path of a tsunami waiting for us to be lashed away with the force and are left stranded in a no-mans land, you begin to wonder where the hell did that wave come from. But then thats life - it will bite you where it hurts most and when you least expect it.

It will leave you soaked to the skin, making you dissolve and melt in it like a salt pellet that it seems you would cease to exist. It leaves you with no choice to run away or hide under or take shelter or cling to. You just stand in sheer despair and shock. But who said, life is fair.

After the fit of fury, With the remains of what is left behind when the wave recedes back to the once calm ocean, all there is left is hope. A hope for calmness, for things to be alright, for you to be fine. And sometimes hope is all you have.

The tenacious crab that I am - I am holding onto that hope and not letting go.

Hopefully yours
Faded Glory