With great conflict

and with a turbulent heart

entered I , to a career

noblest of all.

uninterestingly passed a year

dragging off each moment

consoling myself-the coming day be good.

Began the practical

which brought little curiosities

towards life and self

but in vain

Suppressing all thoughts

walked ahead I

to discover each step

knowing it meant for me not.

dreams of nature,

books and writing

the thoughts create

tears in my eyes.

My question,

to elders of mine

Is it not my life, where I can make a decision?

The attitude guides

enter and exit

each having their own views

on similar topics of matter

Service to the needy

was what i expected

service to superiors

is what we do here

Some accept it

some debate on them

some murmur among themselves

and some stay mute

frustrated the others sit

waiting for an opportunity

thru’ the narrow path

to make a silent escape.