Each moment of existence,
From waking to slumber
Is replete with choices,
Of an umpteen number
Ranging from significant,
To the utterly mundane
From evoking happiness,
To provoking disdain
And constantly we bother
About choosing what’s best
As though, this life
Is a continuous test
Having thought about it,
Very hard for very long
I, for one, am convinced,
No choice is right or wrong
For, what is wrong or right,
But a notion in one’s mind?
Never black or white,
But a grey streak, ill defined
Certainly, some choices,
Do cause suffering and pain
But it’s hard to ignore,
That each loss heralds a gain
So, though you make your choices
And your choices make you,
“How you choose doesn’t matter”
Is also equally true
- Kartik Shastry
