From sleeping with piles of blankets, to one without any.
From bathing with geyser heated water, to that of naturally heated water of the tropics,
And from cleansing in well set bathroom to one without roof,
From traveling in flight to strolling for miles,
From being a gluttonous eater to an active doer,
From being a commander to a submissive follower,
From being a sponsor to one in debt,
From working in air conditioned room to that of under blazing sun,
From being an empathic to an ignorant listener,
From reading with utmost concentration to that of visual scanning,
From being a vigorous worker to a bed-ridden convalescent,
From being a voracious reader to an awful indolent,
From being a scruffy brat to a pensive grown up woman,
From shedding juvenile tears to counteracting mellowed decision,
From being an ignorant learner to a courteous assimilator.
The times when my life of iron rods rusted, thrashed and transformed shape,
Yet those are the entities that made me malleable, pliable, adjustable or incredibly adaptable.
I have had my foot stepped in an array of bizarre circumstances,
The steps trod an admixture of iridescent rays and distressing downpour,
That’s what defines me and what I am at the moment.