Swimming through the sea of expectations,
Reaching coasts and taking the leap jumps back,
Before the destination were many stations,
The path he chose was afterall not an easy track.

Suddenly he bumped into a kind of barrier,
Body thrown back, his eyes met with another man,
Was he, like him was an expectation carrier?
Startled, he looked around for an an answer to began.

Coming back to his senses, he tried to look around,
There came another obstacle, surprisingly another body,
Least did he knew that those were dead bodies drowned
In the same sea of expectations, where he was like everybody.

Suddenly, a messenger appeared as if invoked from one of them,
Coming as a rescue to the questions the man had to face,
Explaining the young man, how his life was his possession, a gem
And that he too fell into the trap of expectations, like the race.

"The dead bodies were of people's who drowned in their own life,
Expectations that outgrew the sapling of their own dreams.
And when the joy couldn't breathe in the suffocation of strife,
The pieces scattered and their life fell apart like that as of the beans".
© Aarchi Advani Saini.!