Recapitulations..(a little more for those who already know)

Life has been short, it has been
To be precise its nineteen.
I am not yet done and free
But I want to turn back and see
Faded pictures from memory
Some recapitulations of my history.

I was bestowed with a father and mother
They loved me and one another
I had no matters to bother
People complimented me honestly I gather.

It did not last long
I had to grow up ,I had to be strong
But an unwanted accident impaired my dreams
Did not realize then but now it seems.

Life has been short, it has been
To be precise its nineteen.
I am not yet done and free
But I want to turn back and see
Faded pictures from memory
Some recapitulations of my history.


I started schooling, entered a new world
I was ugly and silly, I was often told.
After some years felt humiliated
Gathered my courage, decided and retaliated.
Academics was my strength, ranked something in class
Cricket was my passion, I bowled pretty fast.
I had achievements to my name
From here though they all appear void and same
I made some friends, or so they were supposed to be
Behind my back they did not accepted my success in glee.
I became ambitious, less and less humble
At an important juncture I took a tumble.

Life has been short, it has been
To be precise its nineteen.
I am not yet done and free
But I want to turn back and see
Faded pictures from memory
Some recapitulations of my history.


I fell in love, or so it seemed
For those moments with happiness my eyes gleamed.
I forgot the upcoming night in the shining day
I was hurt, she wasn’t there to stay.

Since then failures overflowed my door
I began to crumble, I could not take anymore.
Companions evaporated as if they were never there
I stood alone, faced the darkness to stare.

I fell ill often, reasons no one knew
I didn’t want to live anymore, took a step
My surviving chances were few.
Well I survived, learnt about a fact
I was sort of a mental handicap.
The doctors told me I was a kook
I hated the way they said I hated their look
I was disgusted, worn out and tired
There wasn’t anything in the world I admired.
I entered the college or a ghost of me
I didn’t know him, who was he?

Life has been short, it has been
To be precise its nineteen.
I am not yet done and free
But I want to turn back and see
Faded pictures from memory
Some recapitulations of my history.


Then came today after nineteen years of living
I was buried in my gloom, when I saw something
An apparition similar to me
But there was a fire in it, which I could see.
I realized every cloud has a silver lining
I stood up and ran towards the light shining.



Life is all about moments I remember none
Nineteen years have gone, there’s nothing to be done.
Life is all about relations, I recapitulate none
That I have not enjoyed any, is not fun.
But I learnt a lesson
Life has not ended for me and there’s no need to hasten
I have got nothing so I have nothing to lose
I have plenty in front of me from which to choose.

It’s the riddle of life, you have to solve it on your own
You reap what you’ve sown
I messed it up once, don’t know who to blame
What disappointed me to shame.
Well I think I was alone
Sometimes you can’t make it on your own.
Its different now, a flame is burning.
I am attracted to it, I can see the road turning.