A short journey

              There were those days I still remember when I used to rush to the office and rush back home. Each day seemed so long, so tiring so painful. I always waited the day to end, the sun to set and to shut my eyes to get some sleep. Sometimes I did wish if there were no tomorrow, no waking up again, no challenges again then it would be so easy, so comfortable. There will not be any walks in the unpaved roads again.
               I could hear some random noise, some laughter, yes it was laughter! Loud and Clear. There were three four people chatting, laughing , having a gala time. I was wandering across the street when one of them asked me to join. I went with them and ddnt realise when I was a part of them. It was so little a time and I mingled with their emotions, jokes, imbecility, childishness. I never imagined myself doing crazy stuffs, though I wanted to do it always :p and I did it or I can say was an accomplice :p. I laughed with all my heart out. When I saw myself in the mirror I wondered was I actually ever so upset that I did not want the sun to rise again??!! All I remembered, this is one life! one journey! and my journey had set on  a path I had hardly known. It did have a name, O you definitely know, happiness!! :) Each day was new, each day was a little life :) each day I discovered a new me :). Out of them one held my hand and strolled with me to a corner where I did explore bliss, which felt so perfect and I again asked myself why I had not come here earlier?!! I strolled with him and every step I took gave me new aspiration, new hope a new vigour which gave me all the strenth to fight back all the difficulties, all the hardships. I do owe him a lot for everything I did come across, for everything that gave me a long long grin.
                 I did stretch my hand again to hold his hand again, to grasp the lingering affection... but I coul not find his hand. My hand straight fell down on me. Sun did rise, the rays did strike my eyes. I rubbed my eyes and opend my eyes. It was a new day again! Was it a dream then?  It was no real? Was in wonderland? All I believed was not so true? What I wanted to count on never did it exist? Was it a deep, deep sleep? It was all, al utopian!! Whatever it was may be every good thing has an end. What a journey it was! short indeed!Sigh! I will have to rush to office or I will get late again.