That’s where my dreams are
I have traveled the toughest roads of the world
The mountains, the forests, and the sand dunes.
Fought with the scorching heat and freezing cold,
Killed so many wild animals
And finally, I have arrived here.
You might not have heard of them.
I am yet to become a hero
I am yet to be read in history books.
I have started my journey long back.
I can, now, see nothing but ripples of water
The other side of the water may have a shore
I just want to conquer that world
I want to become the king of that land.
Forbidden thoughts and blood clots on a knife
I have Backpacked those all.
It’s time to sail across the path
Traveled by none.
Sometimes I feel like drowning
My chest gets straining
My voices get lost in the water
I feel helpless
And suddenly rise again
Sometimes I see the sun has set
My vision gets blurred
My navigation loses the direction
I feel blind
And suddenly see the pole star.
Sometimes I get tired
My energy gets exhausted
My hope glimmers in the dark
I feel weak
And suddenly I fight again.
I have heard of them who have stopped sailing midway.
They all get drowned
Or died of starvation.
Their names are lost from the municipality diary.
But I want to be a victorious
My name must be put in the pages of history books.
I will keep sailing until I reach the shore
Till the last drop of water
I can see all around.
All that I can do is hold the oar tight, row the boat
And rehearse the victory song.