oblivious

a random hypothetical thought, which came to me just like that. so I scribbled it down.

the first person use has no significance and does not have anything to do with me. I just began writing it like that, and persisted.

was this a déjà vu?

I opened my eyes, my relatives jumping,

I was crying, my parents were grinning;

rich they were, now happy too for me,

home I went, healthy, nice and chubby.

played with great friends in my palace,

rode to my convent, with a chauffeur;

teacher’s pet, and excellent in studies, 

so befriended high grades to prosper.

appreciated else too, apart from books,

as I enjoyed sports, recreation and time;

made an adorable favorite, comic sense,

multi-talented, helped to be handsome.

great job, and I was professionally famous,

my parents were proud of all these years;

I found my beautiful girl; I/she was now us,

a boy, a girl what more was more joyous.

I soared across the world, much cherishing it,

no ill-health, pain,  ‘n joy I could not believe in;

treading on goodwill ever, and philanthropic,

outlived all my wishes, could ask no more of it.

saw 2 generations, self-sufficient all the way,

valuable ‘n evergreen, such a gem all the way;

went naturally, in a flick, smooth all the way,

beside my parents and her, first on the way.

happy I was under my tomb, content too,

sobbing the loss were they, affection too;

made my parents proud, all around me too,

role model they said, epitome of being too.

so i made the transition into the other world,

shell-shocked, they gazed at my past world;

nauseating they thought, empty and oblivious,

they said, my life was too devoid and oblivious.

and then i opened my eyes again in the other world..  was it déjà vu again?