On Seeking

As night falls
and my eyes droop
I am awake
Seeking

I find myself
running
through
mysterious rooms
dark alleys
unending spaces
and unknown cities
Seeking

I know not
what I seek
some nights
its relationships
long forgotten
on other nights
it answers to life
unnerving

Some nights
its destinations
on other nights
its journeys
some nights
its hope
on other nights
its desperation
some nights
its you
on other nights
I seek myself
Some nights
its answers
on other nights
its questions

Every night
as I hit the bed
hoping for
a dreamless sleep
I find myself
wide awake
Seeking

It's frantic
never-ending
desperate
tiring
hardwork
this Seeking

and yet

every night
as I get closer
to my Seeking
the world awakes
waking me in its fold
and putting to sleep
my Seeking
for yet another night

On Belonging

I don't like it here

Not the chaos

Not the noise

See, right here,

Noise everywhere

Where is the space

for silence

Back home

I sit on my land

and for as far as I can see

I feel silence

I don't like it here

People don't talk

They have no time

to say hello

to smile

Back home

everyone smiles

we say hello

We walk through our village

and we connect with people

We share our stories

and listen some more

I don't like it here

The food tastes funny

and the veggies are stale

I know it

I am a farmer

Back home

I grow my veggies and rice

and catch fresh fish

from the stream

See, how healthy I am

Fresh food

cooked with love

eaten with family

I don't like it here

It makes me forget home

and its smells

Nothing familiar here

somedays

I am a stranger to myself

Back home

I know me

A year and two more

I will back home soon

to my family

to my food

to my farm

and to my silence

Sigh! Soon!

Voice of our security guard at office who is from a village in Karimganj district, Assam