A hundred memories made in a day
When times are such that not one in a hundred made.
What an extravagance we enjoyed!
Countless emotions in that tiny beatbox laid.
Came with apprehensions.
Found a sense of calm, belonging.
Its much too early to say just now
If it is enough to curb future longings.
But this much is certain.
What I feel today, now is bliss.
Yesterday was hesitation
An ambiguity tomorrow is.
Whatever comes tomorrow
Whatever lies ahead
Will follow a path I took uptil now
And go to places I knew not I could tread.
And as I go
Recollections will be fun
Some one in a hundred days
Others a hundred in one.