The vagabond 2020:

It's a long journey.

(Fine, it just seems to be a long journey.)

All I know is that I'm yet travelling.

Grateful to be one of the travellers

And happy to do my own riding.

I was suggested a lot of different, trodden paths

But I chose an unknown one

A journey - known to none.

You might ask me why.

So just to verify,

I don't wanna follow someone's path for any fame.

Honestly, I don't wish to be called anything

Other than simply my own name.

Call me selfish but I live life for myself.

And I think this 'selfishness' is good enough

To serve God's creation, and my own dear self.

But mind you, the path that I chose

Has nights, just like the days, which barely glows.

I have no idea

How long this journey

Is going to be.

I guess, I have to be prepared

For all the nights that lie ahead.

And yeah, I forgot, it was raining yesterday.

Quite heavily.

No, I didn't stop.

(Fine, I did stop for a while.)

Cause I love rain,

And I love adventures.

The inevitable

And the unpredictable.