Reconnecting

Nothing is more important than reconnecting with your bliss. Nothing is as rich. Nothing is more real.

Deepak Chopra.

When I looked back at how far I had come

Who I had been and who I had become

I felt as though I had lost touch

With my old self, I felt there was much

Water that had flowed under the bridge proverbial

My past appeared to exist in a dream, surreal

Was it a change of geography, or values, or mindset?

All of the above in combination, I bet

I longed for a glimpse of the person I had been

To revisualize the world the way she had seen..

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I had not realized how the world wide web

Could draw me in its fold, and dust the cobwebs

That gleamed over the dusty corners of my past

Its power led me back in time at last…

An old, dear friend  found me in cyberspace

This reconnection brought me face to face

With the starry-eyed teenager all of fifteen

For whom the world was full of a bright sheen

Of hope, of promises of good things in store

Unbridled enthusiasm, that she had so much more..

I reconnected with my old friends and was reminded

Of where I came from, my past was now unblinded

The chain reaction of reconnection that began

Led me back to myself, so I could understand

My own journey better, I could reconnect

With my own self, I was able to reflect

On the good, the bad, the best and the worst

The  thing  that was abundantly clear first

Was that I was the same, changes were superficial

What appeared different was quite artificial

Overjoyed was I to rediscover myself this way

This self-actualization made my day!

(P.S. Dedicated to my dear old friend Laxmi)