The Warrior Within...

When I was in school, I met a stranger
He winked at me, and told 'I was in danger'

I asked him 'Who are you, you look so mighty?'
He gave a grin and said 'His name was Society'

'What?' he said 'You wanna play football, you wanna take photographs and you wanna learn music?'
All you would do is sell 'chai' at the stalls, and your life would be tragic.

'Listen to my advice - Study Chemistry, Physics and Mathematics'
I did as he said and silenced the critics.

Few years later, he again came by.
'What are you doing man?' he said with a shrill cry.

'You are an Engineer now, you still stuck to music?'
'If you get a job now, it will work like magic'

'Dont worry, dear friend, I shall give you a solution'
'Have you heard about the IT revolution?'

'Listen to my advice - There is nothing in these songs of Tagore'
'I did as he said and headed for Bangalore'

He said 'Go Hi-tech and happiness would follow'
Without the mention, that the happiness would be hollow.

When the month ends, they will give money a plenty.
But even on those days, life seems so empty.

Few days back, he again came by.
'What are you doing man?' he said with that shrill cry.

'You are a professional now, for Gods sake, have some fear'
'Get rid of that guitar and focus on your career'


'Dont worry, dear friend, I shall help you with that'
'Have you heard about that exam called CAT'


'Listen to my advice - just run the rat race'
But this time I didnt and told him on his face


'I dont care how strong, how mighty you are'
I shall never ever leave that guitar.

And one more thing I wanted to tell you long before,
I shall never stop singing the songs of Tagore.

I looked at him, man to man, eye to eye
and said 'The day music ends, that day I shall die'.