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All The World's A Stage

By Roopak Khandekar

The curtains open up before your eyes
Your eyes meet the eager eyes of the crowd
You let the sights and the sounds sink in
And try to figure out what’s happening around

Minute by minute, the drama begins to unfold
You get shaped by the people and the things around you
For human clay they act as a mould
Give you a shape to take you through

All the world is a stage
And your life is just another role in the play
The script is not known, you perform extempore
As the drama unfolds day by day

The sets keep changing; characters come and go
As your role gradually gathers flow
The sets keep changing; characters come and go by
As you explore the world of the how, the what, the why

You really don’t know how much in focus you are
You don’t know about the keenness of others’ glances
But instinct urges you to outdo others or at least be at par
So that you don’t regret missing some chances

Some characters firmly stick with you throughout your whole act
Characters who’ll spoil their roles to keep yours intact
You return their favors by returning their support
Your chemistry keeps you standing tall like the mightiest of forts
New characters join in the play, you show them around
Just like the ones who ensured that you started off safe and sound
But they aren’t the only ones who need to be shaped and to learn…
You should be prepared; you never know which way things may turn

All the world is a stage
and your life is just another role in the play
The script is not known, you’re performance extempore
as the drama unfolds day by day

If you waste all those joules for nothing,
You’re forgotten way before the curtains fall
But if you steer others’ play along a better way,
You’ll sign off still standing tall.

 

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