They say life is a race.
but I want to take a break,
maybe while sipping some coffee,
and taking a stroll in the garden.
While everybody is running past me
to reach there destiny,
am sitting on a bench in this garden,
While am trying to figure out something.
Something I saw in you.
You weren't running or taking a break either.
You were admiring the flowers,birds and the life in them too.
Because you were not one of them,
Who told me to run and take some break.
You were just standing there in all enchanting form, staring at life itself,
Intimidating it to the core.
While everybody thought,
running would get them that kinda score.












