Every single moment
of those waking moments,
And moments spent in dreamland,
Dreaming for better or for worse,
Bombarded are we every moment
with choices a zillion,
Zipping past nonchalant
As if they make not a difference.
Every single choice
whines an urgent note,
Demanding speedy decisions,
in splits of a second.
Miss and none remain
for snappy decision to be made,
Rather like an eel slippery
just slips into the past.
Of zillion choices offered,
only a few hundred stick,
Decided in split seconds
while the choice still hot,
Years have to go by
To hear the verdict of fate,
You did good! Or
You ruined your life!
Those made you ‘you’ today,
'You' moulded by those choices
and those instant decisions.
Bombarded by reflective moments
of satisfaction, bliss
of regret, remorse.
On and on we travel
on a journey called life,
Slipping and failing,
choosing and rejoicing.
Like a finger on a button
that chooses an answer,
We chart our future path,
hitting a few buttons right
of a zillion choices floating
out there for the taking.
© Nalini Hebbar/openmind/2009 - all rights reserved
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