The Winds

a poem by Vinita Bhattacharjee

The winds are changing once again
With every change there is a wait
A mystery which awaits to be unfolded
When I was born, it changed its course to welcome me
When I went to school it held me and taught me my first letters
When I left school it showed me the pathway to my youth
With the college stairs it showed me the door
From where freedom peeped
Today when I leave college
The winds are yet again gearing up
To show the path of responsibilities
Its yet again ready to give me support
And make me believe in me
Till date, may be I never thanked this wind
But today, I just want to say that il wait for its course to change again