Moment..

The moment when my journey began- lies hidden,

whatever hidden becomes a treasure,so i have heard.A chain of seconds defined the way of my journey .While riding at times i took bumby roads and at other smooth clean roads ,which ever road i took i saw signal posts guiding me to the Path.I know the final destination and the last stop from where i will get the bus to final destination,but before that there are many places where i can take rest ,refresh myself ,may be take a sip of coffee...but when i am in such places i fail to see the long road yet to be treaded,and i take my inn as final .then the innkeeper comes on time to wake me up ,banging on my door and shouts "its time for you to leave".i always think that here i am i have done it but then there are many more way side scenes yet to be seen. Nowat this moment my heart reaches out to a thought that passes over my head ..i can hear the flutter of its wings ...it says that my destination is my begining and each moment is experiencing its presence and each person i met is a citizen of Destination .yes i want to live for this moment.