I Am No More Mine

By Leena Kadam

Following evolution,

We master the art of self-grooming.

Our perspective, objectives and

Ideological beliefs are

Flawlessly set.

However,

Imagine

If someone had to storm in all-of-a-sudden

And reconstruct

A new ‘You’!

What transpires then?

Subconsciously, you submit your conscience

To the one

Whose impression is imposed

Upon the wild chambers

Of your thrilled heart.

The world does not change.

The sun does not stop shining.

The birds do not forget chirping.

The water does not lose her liquidity.

Yet, Something Changes.

Something Transforms.

Something is Re-created.

You begin to look at things differently;

With newness.

You effortlessly shift your perception.

You change the manner you choose.

You choose the manner you judge.

You judge the manner you understand.

You understand the manner you respect!

Strangely and dissonantly,

A New ‘You’ is created.

The whole process

Is constructive

While you become the zenith of composure.

Excellence Personified!!

This new self-discovery

Is dearly priceless.

It cannot be re-moulded

Or re-framed.

It cannot pretence stand!

I have seen this change

In me

I have welcomed

Its symbols

And sign.

I gradually bloom

Into an enhanced person,

As I

Am no more ‘Mine’.

By Leena Kadam