I’m complete

On a road less traveled, a road that I had taken

I met a fellow Traveler, hidden feelings he did awaken.

We looked at each other, wary and cautious at first

Then loneliness ebbed away, we smiled, tentatively trust.

“What brings you to these parts, they are off the beaten track?” said he.

“I came to find myself, discover my being” replied a proud me.

“So fellow Traveler, dare to join hands and walk?” he proposed

“Why not!” said I out aloud. But, a condition I imposed.

“We walk together, you and me, a common path for sure

But, be warned that I follow the beat of my own core.

I answer to myself, my belief in myself is strong

So, I do not need a man, nay; to tell me right from wrong.

Bewildered he looked at me; I could see that he was shaken

My femininity had led to a premise he made; he was mistaken.

“I can take care of you” he said; cleave a path for you in the crowd

I can protect you; my masculinity shall be your shroud.

I am stronger, I am better at taking charge on the go

You can comply with my wish, no need for your feminist to show”.

I leveled my gaze at him, sought out his very soul

I said “I am strong, I am enough; dependence is not my goal.

I seek a companion, a confidant, a friend of mind akin.

For I have the fortitude to be enough in my own skin.

What you see as weakness my friend, is a fire-honed shine

Other than that my friend, I’m complete alone, I’m fine!


Image – Cyrus Crossan via unsplash

Spread the love

About Sonal Singh

An author, storyteller, and full-time observer of life’s glorious absurdities. I write humour-laced stories where chaos wears fluffy fur, emotions arrive uninvited, and middle-class Indian households become ecosystems of drama, love, and unsolicited advice. Armed with sarcasm, caffeine, and alarming emotional attachment to stray creatures, I believe compassion is less of a virtue and more of a lifestyle disorder. One that I embrace. When I’m not writing, I’m usually busy running a full-time HR consultancy business, rescuing animals, or trying to maintain dignity while being emotionally manipulated by my pets. Through my literary work, I try to blend humour with heart, celebrating the messy coexistence of humans and non-humans in modern urban India.

Check Also

Space in my soul

That space in my soul The one that I guarded with All the beats of …

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *