Truth.......

His tender hands gave  an inlink.

He needed help.

The tiny flickering eyes

Intuited me of his innocence.

Quite unaware about the fact,

I rouse my helping hand,

And said, I am with you.

Unexpectedly my legs fumbled,

And I was pushed into hell.

Being pleaded by the masquerades,

Somehow I survived;

But my modesty was ceased.

This forced me to believe

That truth is insane.........

Path of Life

Time passed, months went by
Year after year
I worked, improved and worked more
But, I wasn't an automaton.
Like Morpheus and Neo, I stole
My moments of life,
my moments of coding,
my musings on maths,
On quatum physics
On life
My moments ...
Of happyness;
And like now, my moments of self-introspection,
The daunting infinite loop.

Why do I have to steal?
Why live in pretense?
Are we all mere commodities in each others' eyes?
Is Rand right?
I am a man with questions
And a quest to find the answers.
All I have is a path.
Guess this makes human life worth it;
A path and hope to see beyond.