Life a collection

While walking on a road…
I met thousand people…
Some were black…some were white
Some were tall while some were worried about their height…

Everyone moving in different directions,
Some towards east some towards west… Some were deciding...Where to head,

Some were confident… Some were bedazzled…
Looking for someone who could help,
Some were hit …and could not move...
They were disheartened that they couldn't prove,

Some had to slow down their pace …
They were worried as they were losing the race,

Some were fast…fast to run....
They were pretty sure of the direction,

Some while walking met with mishap...
They never knew that life would take this shape,

I saw everything and learned from everyone
That you have to move one, and choose a direction,

Everyone is eager to move ...Everyone is different
… The human life…its a collection…

Collection of different people…different situations..
A true human is one…who learns from every situation

Ritu..................