THE GOLDEN COMPASS

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PROLOGUE: We're always hoping that if we do the right thing,the right way, we'll be rewarded  but what if there is no such invisible rule. What if Life is Just life...not an example that we need to make something out of.
What if we have all been misguided by phrases like "Follow your heart" and "Everybody has a destiny".
Just What IF!!


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Be the Captain’ of your soul I was told

And I decided to sail on the waters with nothing but pure courage

With just the compass in my hand I decided to stand in the seasons of hot sun and shivering cold

I took the helm and burst out of the normalcy’s  ‘cage’

I proclaimed "I AM my own Captain, I AM the navigator of my life"

The ship’s sails are up; the anchors away and I could write my own story

Wrestling with the wind and cajoling the waters, getting through every strife

Each and every turn will be either MY folly or MY very own glory

The wind’s howling throws scares into my heart every day

The water's ferocious growling breaths ghosts of doubt into my mind, triggering regrets

But the powerful image of what I want to be washes it all away

The strength of the “dream” is much too bigger to succumb to empty threats

Instead, I sing joyfully in the painful tones of my hunger

I dance blissfully with the tired scaled feet of my slaving

I clap rejoicing each turn with bruised hands as each day gets longer

Each tone ,each step,each bruise is part of my story in the making

As I finally see my path, to truly believe it --the map I fervently clasp;

I’ll be seeing my dream come true soon, Ahhhh!! I am near it.

There is nothing like this feeling, knowing that your dream is within your grasp

I could almost taste it…I could almost hold it

How the wind felt against the arc of my ear

How my hair flew like a Lioness does while reaching for its prey

How my hands trembled at the wheel both with urge and fear

How my heart kept beating faster, uncontrollably; going astray

I scrambled for my maps, yes! It was supposed to be here, I’m here i am finally here

And there was NOTHING. The map must be wrong! I needed an affirmation

 The mad mind kept hoping my dream would materialize out of thin air, for the maps were clear

I frantically reached for the compass,I knew it had always showed me the right direction

That particular minute’s every infinitesimal detail will last with me for a lifetime
I'll never forget The diabolical black waters gushing and  flooding into my dream of an Eden
The boom in my ears with thunders of painful memory of shattered hope and laughs of destiny's devilish crime.

As i saw that The Beautiful Golden Compass, in my hand, the direction of my life--was broken.