If only I knew my destination,
I would gather my wits
With my confidence in abundance,
I would proceed to it
With shiny grace and aplomb
Would for sure be knowing
What lies in my future….
But if only, if only…
I knew my destination.
I would search for all the possible paths,
Would travel far and wide in search too,
But emotional links tie me with
The chains of family ties..
I feel drawn to my home,
All the more every day every passing moment.
I long to go back to my filial connections,
And to the warm embrace of my now lonely home.
To seek comfort in its musty smell of decay,
And yet to find it soothing and comforting.
So, all the more, I decide to seek my forte,
And hence forth move on to my home sweet home,
With my young son in tow after me.
Waiting to reach back home, to its love and warmth.
Leaving behind all comforts of the big city,
In these homely comforts, one day,
I will find my small town girl’s salvation
And hence will finally end,
My long unending search for my destination’.