(or it seems to be so) -
I was bicycling
through the lanes of Lucknow:
some narrow, some broad,
some brightly lit,
and others, pitch dark.
Then, I neither knew
where I’d be fifty years from then
nor had the fortitude
to even ask.
And today,
here I am,
fifty years later,
just realizing:
it has been a good journey.
It could have been worse,
but thankfully, it was not.
The least I can do
is to have the fortitude now
to thank the universe for that.
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