Ways Of Life

ADJUSTMENTS

I didn't had a choice of 'try'
Either I had to 'do' it or to 'die'
And I chose to do it
Or else this world would've let me to cry.

Adjustment doesn't only means
To adjust with different situations.
But it also means to cope up
With our own sense nd manipulations.

I didn't wanted to be fragile or meek
Coz then they would always have my weakness to seek
I didn't wanted to be timid or submissive
Which would surely have let them my cowardness to seek.

I wanted to reach the top of world
I wanted to be the best version of me.
I wanted to touch the sky
I admired their position which was so high.

I didn't wanted to be an useless weed
But a beautiful flower.
Not pretty, but beautiful
Coz pretty things always end up being a fool.

I wanted to be bold nd confident
And that's what now I am.
People threw stones at me
And I...I made a sculpture out of them.

The world tried to pull me down
Making me moan
They tried to wound me
Which made me to groan.

But they didn't knew that,
It was their stabs nd my wounds which hepled me to grow.
It all made me nothing but stronger
And my irresistible strength to show.

They, many times tried
To lock me in a cage
But it was those resistances
Which builded up my rage.

I was once nothing, but a simple girl
With simple dreams nd simple joy.
But u see, it was their cruelty nd harshness
That made my tears to dry.

I wanted to touch the pearl of wisdom
Reach the mountain of knowledge.
I was least bothered about the air around me
Which was a coward one with a tendency to flee.

I rose up inspite of all ups nd downs
I rose up inspite of all the adjustments.
I adjusted myself with the darkness of the world.
Yes, I adjusted with this cruel world.

And I realised adjustment is
Neither a choice nor an option but the life's way.
Though it really never gained the power
To make me inhuman or my kindness to sway.
 

                                           ~ Akata