I Picked It Up and It Turned Around

It’s my first writing that is thought and written, so don’t really know how well it will come out. But I am just trying to put my thoughts together.

It’s an irony that I have faced all life, at least I think so, whenever I have chosen something keeping something in mind either that thought has changed or the thing I wished to get has changed. Don’t know whether other people have also faced the same or not. But I really feel that you always get what you deserve and what is the best for you. And we just do not know what’s right for us at any given point of time in life.

Here it goes:-

I went to buy apples in market, counted a dozen,

But as I turned around the apples turned to oranges,

I wondered but then realized it’s what I like years down the line

I went to the library to read a novel, picked up one

But I turned around to see a notebook in my hand,

I wondered but then realized it’s my base years down the line

I went to become a scientist, worked day and night

But I turned around to see myself as an engineer

I wondered but then realized it’s a learning for me years down the line

I went to meet life to start a new life, I said yes once

But as I turned around it turned away from me,

I wondered but then realized it wasn’t my cup years down the line

A thought comes to my mind, why they turned this way,

But then another thought told me, it was the best chosen for you

It’s just that it was thought for you before your realization came,

I wish to meet a joyful life, so picked my choice

But I wonder if life could listen, I do not want a turn here

No orange not notebook would do, just the best for me.