Mom always told me,
"There are ups and downs in life"
I never knew ups and downs
except on the roads we travelled.
And here was a road with ups and downs for which we waited eagerly.
and those vacuums in the belly
as we started plummeting as if in an abyss.
The next we knew was the merry-go-round.
In life we would gladly get stuck high and never come down,
but never again on a merry-go-round.
In short, The ups and downs of the childhood and of the stories she read out from story books
taught us nothing about life and its shock waves
of ups and downs. Now when I am past those roads and travels I recall the thrill and the romance of it all.
They give me strength and endurance, those things which mom skipped while we heard the stories from the books she read out,
and we nodded and went to sleep.
God knows why!
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