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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
CLICHE JUICE
This is one of my favorite poems...
It brings back a lot of memories for me... my friend gave it to me at a time when i didnt even know who David Duchovny was... she used to be a quite a X-Files fan and she made it a point to make me watch it too.....
This post is dedicated to her...
CLICHE JUICE
home is where my heart is, and my heart is out travelling
up into that wild blue yonder, wingless, prayerful
that this miracle of light will not end just yet
also at home with you, on the ground
wherever you might be at the moment, grounded like a high schooler
like a wire, a bird and a wire, feet on the ground
and my heart is in my throat now, now in my feet
lawfully descending with gravity, to the lower lowest
most sought after most beautiful bound home
aspirations involve reparations
we reach for the stars, wondering what we are
but my reason has been found, by finding youand looking down
and it is there not in the stars of the fantasized worlds
fifth dimensions, sixth senses, holy parallel potentates
of potentialities, that my feet will trace their slow
as history itself dance. A walking calligraphy so subtle
that it'll take forty years and more, and a view from above
with and impersonal remove and a lofty attachment
i hope to barely fail at that mythical two backed beast
itinerant states like the one i enjoy here
up here in the well attended air
to read the cursive strokes of my aggregate footsteps
like some fairytale dissolve, "once upon a time" or twice
written on our little page of earth ground
wherever our home may be, will be,
wherever we happen to be
It brings back a lot of memories for me... my friend gave it to me at a time when i didnt even know who David Duchovny was... she used to be a quite a X-Files fan and she made it a point to make me watch it too.....
This post is dedicated to her...
CLICHE JUICE
home is where my heart is, and my heart is out travelling
up into that wild blue yonder, wingless, prayerful
that this miracle of light will not end just yet
also at home with you, on the ground
wherever you might be at the moment, grounded like a high schooler
like a wire, a bird and a wire, feet on the ground
and my heart is in my throat now, now in my feet
lawfully descending with gravity, to the lower lowest
most sought after most beautiful bound home
aspirations involve reparations
we reach for the stars, wondering what we are
but my reason has been found, by finding youand looking down
and it is there not in the stars of the fantasized worlds
fifth dimensions, sixth senses, holy parallel potentates
of potentialities, that my feet will trace their slow
as history itself dance. A walking calligraphy so subtle
that it'll take forty years and more, and a view from above
with and impersonal remove and a lofty attachment
i hope to barely fail at that mythical two backed beast
itinerant states like the one i enjoy here
up here in the well attended air
to read the cursive strokes of my aggregate footsteps
like some fairytale dissolve, "once upon a time" or twice
written on our little page of earth ground
wherever our home may be, will be,
wherever we happen to be
Sometimes parents can be wrong too...
People spend too much of the money they haven’t earned… to buy things they don’t need… to impress people they don’t like!!!
- Will Smith
This is the first thing that comes to my mind when I see kids these days. I am not saying all kids are extravagant but unfortunately too many are. And I feel that the blame for this falls less on the kids and more on their parents… when you say no for something to the child I think that should remain a no even if the child cribs. Parents know what’s best for their children and a child’s cribbing doesn’t make a wrong thing right so why do parents change their mind… parents themselves encourage tantrums this way. It might look cute to some when the kid is small (though to me it doesn’t look cute then too) but as the kid grows these tantrums take shape of irresponsibility and disrespect… and then it would be the parents turn to crib that their child is misbehaving!!
Parents always want to give their children the best of everything… but with this it is important that they pay some attention to making the child realize the value of what is being giving. My parents have never put it in to words that I should be careful about the way I spend… but yes they do expect me to be careful about what am I spending on. May be most parents are not like this… but recently I have come across way too many pampered spoilt brats… and depressed parents who keep wondering what made the child lose track… when the reason is obvious the kid knows all he/she needs to get things going his way is throw tantrums…
- Will Smith
This is the first thing that comes to my mind when I see kids these days. I am not saying all kids are extravagant but unfortunately too many are. And I feel that the blame for this falls less on the kids and more on their parents… when you say no for something to the child I think that should remain a no even if the child cribs. Parents know what’s best for their children and a child’s cribbing doesn’t make a wrong thing right so why do parents change their mind… parents themselves encourage tantrums this way. It might look cute to some when the kid is small (though to me it doesn’t look cute then too) but as the kid grows these tantrums take shape of irresponsibility and disrespect… and then it would be the parents turn to crib that their child is misbehaving!!
Parents always want to give their children the best of everything… but with this it is important that they pay some attention to making the child realize the value of what is being giving. My parents have never put it in to words that I should be careful about the way I spend… but yes they do expect me to be careful about what am I spending on. May be most parents are not like this… but recently I have come across way too many pampered spoilt brats… and depressed parents who keep wondering what made the child lose track… when the reason is obvious the kid knows all he/she needs to get things going his way is throw tantrums…
TRUST IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN MONOGAMY !!!!
I was with my friend talking about the ups and downs of relationships and the carelessness with which the word “Love” is used… she handed me a newspaper and asked me to read an article “Monogamy Redefined”…
I have always thought that I am kind of conservative but this time I got the shock of my life… the article was about couples being fine with their partners having extra marital affairs, talking about their crushes and a few more things of this sort. This was talked of as a way of having a “happily ever-after…” marriage……… well happy future is ensured by a happy present and if u are happy with your spouse what exactly was the reason for straying?! Also this is to prevent long term straying… huh?! Anything left for straying?!
I found it strange that marriage is taken more as a social obligation than a life long companionship… I don’t even understand what “marriage” means in this case. Being honest is good… but does honesty give you a license to get away with anything?! It’s like confessions would make your sins vanish. Freedom to talk about your crushes… this seems to be the weirdest part to me. First of all I don’t understand exactly how many people can you be with at one time?!?! Appreciating someone is one thing and having an affair another… and people it’s all in the name of trust… the spouse knows it and has absolutely no objections… HA! Why get married at all?!?!?!
I still can’t believe it’s actually happening… whoever calls the society unaccepting… if this kind of a thing is acceptable little remains to be rejected… no wait a sec… stealing and killing has yet to be legalized and lying has yet to be moralized. I can’t think of any person I know who’d be able to tolerate this concept (whatever it is!!!) and I am proud of my acquaintances for that. But I wonder what kind of people follow this… live with this so called “happily ever after”…
I have always thought that I am kind of conservative but this time I got the shock of my life… the article was about couples being fine with their partners having extra marital affairs, talking about their crushes and a few more things of this sort. This was talked of as a way of having a “happily ever-after…” marriage……… well happy future is ensured by a happy present and if u are happy with your spouse what exactly was the reason for straying?! Also this is to prevent long term straying… huh?! Anything left for straying?!
I found it strange that marriage is taken more as a social obligation than a life long companionship… I don’t even understand what “marriage” means in this case. Being honest is good… but does honesty give you a license to get away with anything?! It’s like confessions would make your sins vanish. Freedom to talk about your crushes… this seems to be the weirdest part to me. First of all I don’t understand exactly how many people can you be with at one time?!?! Appreciating someone is one thing and having an affair another… and people it’s all in the name of trust… the spouse knows it and has absolutely no objections… HA! Why get married at all?!?!?!
I still can’t believe it’s actually happening… whoever calls the society unaccepting… if this kind of a thing is acceptable little remains to be rejected… no wait a sec… stealing and killing has yet to be legalized and lying has yet to be moralized. I can’t think of any person I know who’d be able to tolerate this concept (whatever it is!!!) and I am proud of my acquaintances for that. But I wonder what kind of people follow this… live with this so called “happily ever after”…
Monday, January 09, 2006
Tears...
Random ThoughtsHas it ever happened to you… that you want to cry and the person in front of you telling you are strong and you’ll make it through. That person loves you and can’t see you cry… still you feel like bursting out… what the hell I am not strong I want to let go of pain I want to cry I want to talk… And what you actually do is take a deep breath gather your entire courage n smile… you’ll be fine………but does the frustration go away?!
I don’t know why so much fuss is made over tears… I agree I’d cry only in extreme conditions but then at that time I do need to cry… what is the use of holding back all the grief and letting it mount to an unbearable degree. Tears don’t mean that I am incapable of solving the problem… or that I have lost all hope and strength… I just want to express the pain I am going through. I am free to smile when I am happy but not to cry when I am sad… why so?! A smiling face always looks better but not everything in life is beautiful some things are just the way they are… not beautiful but they aren’t bad. I feel it’s ok to cry. Like it’s ok to make mistakes and learn from them… it is also alright to feel sorry for yourself if you don’t change it self pity drag your life on it… excess of anything can be bad. But sometimes we can let go for our inhibitions and cry… can’t we?!
I don’t know why so much fuss is made over tears… I agree I’d cry only in extreme conditions but then at that time I do need to cry… what is the use of holding back all the grief and letting it mount to an unbearable degree. Tears don’t mean that I am incapable of solving the problem… or that I have lost all hope and strength… I just want to express the pain I am going through. I am free to smile when I am happy but not to cry when I am sad… why so?! A smiling face always looks better but not everything in life is beautiful some things are just the way they are… not beautiful but they aren’t bad. I feel it’s ok to cry. Like it’s ok to make mistakes and learn from them… it is also alright to feel sorry for yourself if you don’t change it self pity drag your life on it… excess of anything can be bad. But sometimes we can let go for our inhibitions and cry… can’t we?!
The thing that I have seen in abundance and learned the hard way in the past few months is that… there is a wide gap between what is said and what is done!
I know most of you would feel that I have learned it too late… well may be I was happy believing people… ignorance is a bliss you know. But you can’t afford to remain ignorant lifelong at some point of time you have to open your eyes and face the realities. People don’t keep their word, lots of promises go unfulfilled… but I am not talking about these things… not being able to come up to someone else’s expectations is one thing but failing your own self is something different. I am amazed when people don’t even stand up for themselves… forget expressing their desires most don’t even bother about respect… you can have your way around them… because all they care about is that they shouldn’t be thrown out of the herd. They just move with the flow and speak with the wind… right or wrong who cares?!
Everyone is happy with the mediocrity of the situation… who’d bother enough to go for something bigger when you are getting things free here… after all what does it cost a little bit of self-esteem?! I have seen really good people lose touch with who they really are and accept a lower position than they deserve… I amazed how easily they sacrifice their dreams and ambition and begin believing that they deserve what they have got.
Why can’t people stand up for what they believe in… I don’t mean that you need to fight every time… but if you don’t ask you don’t get. At least don’t accept things blindly… live up to your won thoughts and words.
I know most of you would feel that I have learned it too late… well may be I was happy believing people… ignorance is a bliss you know. But you can’t afford to remain ignorant lifelong at some point of time you have to open your eyes and face the realities. People don’t keep their word, lots of promises go unfulfilled… but I am not talking about these things… not being able to come up to someone else’s expectations is one thing but failing your own self is something different. I am amazed when people don’t even stand up for themselves… forget expressing their desires most don’t even bother about respect… you can have your way around them… because all they care about is that they shouldn’t be thrown out of the herd. They just move with the flow and speak with the wind… right or wrong who cares?!
Everyone is happy with the mediocrity of the situation… who’d bother enough to go for something bigger when you are getting things free here… after all what does it cost a little bit of self-esteem?! I have seen really good people lose touch with who they really are and accept a lower position than they deserve… I amazed how easily they sacrifice their dreams and ambition and begin believing that they deserve what they have got.
Why can’t people stand up for what they believe in… I don’t mean that you need to fight every time… but if you don’t ask you don’t get. At least don’t accept things blindly… live up to your won thoughts and words.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Random Thoughts
Okay, question, I say to Morrie. His bony fingers hold his glasses across his chest, which rises and falls with each labored breath.
“What’s the question?” he says.
Remember the Book of Job?
“From the Bible?”
Right. Job is a good man, but God makes him suffer. To test his faith.
“I remember.”
Takes away everything he has, his house, his money, his family……
“His health.”
Makes him sick.
“To test his faith.”
Right. To test his faith. So, I’m wondering……
“What are you wondering?”
What do you think about that?
Morrie coughs violently. His hands quiver as he drops them by his side.
“I think,” he says, smiling “God overdid it.”
This excerpt is taken from the book “Tuesdays with Morrie” this is one of the many things in the book that have made me think…
I often feel I’m having a phase where the angel who was supposed to be watching over me has gone on a vacation. Then something happens and I’m forced to open my eyes and look at the world around me and I realize that I need to be grateful for all I have… and I don’t complaint. But still there is someone out there suffering… does that person deserve it?! Or is it his fate to suffer?!
PS: I do believe on God… I’m just wondering…
“What’s the question?” he says.
Remember the Book of Job?
“From the Bible?”
Right. Job is a good man, but God makes him suffer. To test his faith.
“I remember.”
Takes away everything he has, his house, his money, his family……
“His health.”
Makes him sick.
“To test his faith.”
Right. To test his faith. So, I’m wondering……
“What are you wondering?”
What do you think about that?
Morrie coughs violently. His hands quiver as he drops them by his side.
“I think,” he says, smiling “God overdid it.”
This excerpt is taken from the book “Tuesdays with Morrie” this is one of the many things in the book that have made me think…
I often feel I’m having a phase where the angel who was supposed to be watching over me has gone on a vacation. Then something happens and I’m forced to open my eyes and look at the world around me and I realize that I need to be grateful for all I have… and I don’t complaint. But still there is someone out there suffering… does that person deserve it?! Or is it his fate to suffer?!
PS: I do believe on God… I’m just wondering…
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Courage
Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak, courage is also what is take to sit down and listen!
Monday, December 19, 2005
FORGIVING....
To err is human, to forgive divine.
I wonder how much of this divinity exists in the world... do we actually forgive all those who hurt us... or do we just accept the situation and make a compromise. I mean I can forgive people I’d say, but I don't forget the hurt very easily. Once I say I have forgiven someone I never look back to the mistake, would never hold it against that person. But the experience just doesn't leave me... it might take years before it fades out... does it mean that I don't really forgive, I just accept the situation in a hope that the person is truly repenting and would not repeat the mistake. After all what has happened can't be reversed... but it can be mended... made up for. I guess that is what punishments are for?! But the idea of punishing someone isn't very appealing to me either…
There have been times when I have hurt the people around me... knowingly unknowingly... and sometimes I have been forgiven, sometimes I had to pay for my mistake. But I remember times I have been forgiven better... those times have left a mark on me. Cos when I make a mistake and get punished for it, I don't have any complaint... that becomes a closed chapter... I was wrong and got what I deserved. On the other hand when I’m forgiven I can't get over the guilt feeling, I try to make sure I don't make the same mistake again...
Before forgiving a person... I feel... we need to forgive ourselves too. We have to know that it's all right to make mistakes... and that it takes a lot of courage to admit a mistake. And once we can understand that, we can relate to the person's pain and forgive the person. I guess that is what makes forgiving so difficult... and this why forgiveness is the key to happiness. Every time I have forgiven someone, I have experienced a strange peace within me as if I have called a truce with myself...
But I wonder what does one do... if the person doesn't want forgiveness.... when we don't get a chance to end the battle we fight within us.... when we don't know whether to accept things as they are or react to them...
I wonder how much of this divinity exists in the world... do we actually forgive all those who hurt us... or do we just accept the situation and make a compromise. I mean I can forgive people I’d say, but I don't forget the hurt very easily. Once I say I have forgiven someone I never look back to the mistake, would never hold it against that person. But the experience just doesn't leave me... it might take years before it fades out... does it mean that I don't really forgive, I just accept the situation in a hope that the person is truly repenting and would not repeat the mistake. After all what has happened can't be reversed... but it can be mended... made up for. I guess that is what punishments are for?! But the idea of punishing someone isn't very appealing to me either…
There have been times when I have hurt the people around me... knowingly unknowingly... and sometimes I have been forgiven, sometimes I had to pay for my mistake. But I remember times I have been forgiven better... those times have left a mark on me. Cos when I make a mistake and get punished for it, I don't have any complaint... that becomes a closed chapter... I was wrong and got what I deserved. On the other hand when I’m forgiven I can't get over the guilt feeling, I try to make sure I don't make the same mistake again...
Before forgiving a person... I feel... we need to forgive ourselves too. We have to know that it's all right to make mistakes... and that it takes a lot of courage to admit a mistake. And once we can understand that, we can relate to the person's pain and forgive the person. I guess that is what makes forgiving so difficult... and this why forgiveness is the key to happiness. Every time I have forgiven someone, I have experienced a strange peace within me as if I have called a truce with myself...
But I wonder what does one do... if the person doesn't want forgiveness.... when we don't get a chance to end the battle we fight within us.... when we don't know whether to accept things as they are or react to them...
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
DREAMS AND ME....
"What is your wildest dream?" my friend asked me... I smiled at the question… and suddenly I’m lost... what is my wildest dream?! I had no answer to his question I couldn’t remember my dreams...
To my dismay I realized I had forgotten my dreams... the girl who had her own dream world, had lost her way trying to figure out the roads of mature thoughts n analysis...
I guess this happens to almost everyone... we forget ourselves in a race with time... n it's not about the hectic life today; it is about striking a balance between who you are n what you are expected to be. every person is an individual and has this wrong notion that he lives life on his own terms n conditions... but it is rarely so... every action, every step is inspired by an invisible force... we all want to feel accepted...
There’s a child within us who never grows up... it expresses itself in one way or the other... and our dreams are his strongest expression. the big yet simple thoughts... the goals that we decide as though nothing is impossible... the path that we choose as if nothing can scare us... that is the child-our true identity. but as we grow up, we succumb to norms of the society... we are scared that we might get lost in this big bad world... and hence begins our struggle for acceptance begins... the dreams are replaced by material needs... and the thoughts become mature and seek practicality...
Though I am glad that some of us are still able to live as children... with the same love for life, forgiveness for all and true enthusiasm to fulfill all our dreams. luckily such a person is my friend... our lack of practicality is what helps us relate to each other... and I want to thank him for making me feel comfortable bout being a dreamy kid in this world of mature grown-ups !!!!
To my dismay I realized I had forgotten my dreams... the girl who had her own dream world, had lost her way trying to figure out the roads of mature thoughts n analysis...
I guess this happens to almost everyone... we forget ourselves in a race with time... n it's not about the hectic life today; it is about striking a balance between who you are n what you are expected to be. every person is an individual and has this wrong notion that he lives life on his own terms n conditions... but it is rarely so... every action, every step is inspired by an invisible force... we all want to feel accepted...
There’s a child within us who never grows up... it expresses itself in one way or the other... and our dreams are his strongest expression. the big yet simple thoughts... the goals that we decide as though nothing is impossible... the path that we choose as if nothing can scare us... that is the child-our true identity. but as we grow up, we succumb to norms of the society... we are scared that we might get lost in this big bad world... and hence begins our struggle for acceptance begins... the dreams are replaced by material needs... and the thoughts become mature and seek practicality...
Though I am glad that some of us are still able to live as children... with the same love for life, forgiveness for all and true enthusiasm to fulfill all our dreams. luckily such a person is my friend... our lack of practicality is what helps us relate to each other... and I want to thank him for making me feel comfortable bout being a dreamy kid in this world of mature grown-ups !!!!
MY FAVOURITE UNCLE....
my encounter with death...a few months back i lost a close friend... my uncle. i'll never forget the most active man i knew lying in bed surrounded by machines... a desperate attempt to keep him alive. i didn't even have the courage to stand there and see him forget about talking to him... i ran from there as if when i reach out of the ICU... he'll be there with his arms open for me... to hold me and tell me it's all a part of life.as a child i was very fond of this person who always made me laugh, gave me all the goodies i asked for... i loved him for loving me. when i grew up our conversations were limited to the phone talks and i was amazed at the ease with which he understood me though it had been years since he last saw me. then came a blessing he shifted back to our city and i got a chance to truly interact with him... i admired his knowledge, his faith in God and his ability to spread happiness and good will. he has been the only person other than my father who had answers to all my questions... i guess cos he loved me like his own daughter. he had a unique way of making me realise my mistakes... he was my magic man... he convinced my mother to lemme go out with my friends... he helped me study... he even argued with me as if we were the same age... little did i realise that he was teaching me to put forward my point in a dignified manner without offending the person in front. My faith in God is one of his numerous blessings.wherever he went he spread love and countless smiles... he could make friends with anyone no matter where he went... and he did. on the day of his funeral there were so many people around who we even though being his family had never seen... and each person had a story to tell about how he had helped them. i dont remember a single time that i had gone out with him and he wouldn't bump into someone he knew or some old friend. me and my friend nidhi used to be with him almost the whole day... talking uselessly, discussing big stuff, important issues, playing games... even analysing grown ups........ and now when i look back i see the valuable lessons he taught us.one unfortunate day... he tells me he has a cancerous patch in his lung... at the age of 21 both his kidneys had failed... he had to undergo a kidney transplant, and hence had to take immunosupressive drugs which helped his body accept the donated kidney.... probably one of the drugs had caused the malignancy..... chemotherapy was not advisable as with the immunosupressive drugs further depression of the bone marrow would have been fatal in itself..... and saw the sports champ take to bed within a week... so fast was the detoriation!! he was hospitalised on sunday... tuesday my aunt called me to the hospital to see him, she knew i hadnt come cos i was scared... i went to see him in the evening and at night a few minutes before 11... our family lost the smile bringer...
Thursday, September 29, 2005
I WISH I COULD....
I WISH I COULD……
I wish I could walk with you
And show you the beauty of falling leaves
I wish I could hold you in the quiet lights of sunset
And share with you bustle of a new dawn
I wish I could take your hand
And walk on the long undulating road of life
I wish I could kiss you in the rain
And feel the heavens fall at my feet
I wish I could hear the whisperings of the wind
And hum with you the unheard melodies of nature
I wish I could feel your arms around me
And allow my heart to soar the skies
I wish I could touch your heart
And tell you… how special you are
I wish I could whisper my love to you
And once again hear… I love you too...
I wish I could walk with you
And show you the beauty of falling leaves
I wish I could hold you in the quiet lights of sunset
And share with you bustle of a new dawn
I wish I could take your hand
And walk on the long undulating road of life
I wish I could kiss you in the rain
And feel the heavens fall at my feet
I wish I could hear the whisperings of the wind
And hum with you the unheard melodies of nature
I wish I could feel your arms around me
And allow my heart to soar the skies
I wish I could touch your heart
And tell you… how special you are
I wish I could whisper my love to you
And once again hear… I love you too...
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Once more....
Once more the unknown pleasure passes by
Once more a face in your heart glows
Once more a desire to be loved comes
Once more you long for your friends
Once more a thought makes you smile
Once more some sweet dream wakes you up at night
Once more all flattering seems true
Once more you feel good
Once more your soul is up in praise
Once more you the silver lining
And once more you wait for the clouds to pour
Hoping for happiness…but expecting sorrow
Good or bad… you’d never what fate has
So, once more you await a new milestone
Once more you wait… for another dream to break
Once more a face in your heart glows
Once more a desire to be loved comes
Once more you long for your friends
Once more a thought makes you smile
Once more some sweet dream wakes you up at night
Once more all flattering seems true
Once more you feel good
Once more your soul is up in praise
Once more you the silver lining
And once more you wait for the clouds to pour
Hoping for happiness…but expecting sorrow
Good or bad… you’d never what fate has
So, once more you await a new milestone
Once more you wait… for another dream to break
When you loose faith in yourself
And things seem to be all-wrong
Remember life won’t always be fair
But you’d have to be forever strong
When all doors seem to be closed
And life doesn’t give a second chance
There would be a new adventure in store
There would be a new precedence on hand
When failure seems to be fate
And all the efforts fritter away
There would be a new lesson learned
You’d find a new way
When the night is the darkest
Be sure dawn would soon be here
When you feel all your strength is lost
Trust yourself a little longer………
Cos that’s when success is near.
And things seem to be all-wrong
Remember life won’t always be fair
But you’d have to be forever strong
When all doors seem to be closed
And life doesn’t give a second chance
There would be a new adventure in store
There would be a new precedence on hand
When failure seems to be fate
And all the efforts fritter away
There would be a new lesson learned
You’d find a new way
When the night is the darkest
Be sure dawn would soon be here
When you feel all your strength is lost
Trust yourself a little longer………
Cos that’s when success is near.
Friday, August 26, 2005
The last entry was way too pessimistic... so here's something better. I had written this poem as my response to a poem one of my friends had given me... though i never got a chance to show this too my friend... but anyways here it is...
Why don’t we look back again
I feel we are missing the rhymes
The story of every breadth has been heard
And still we found no purpose served
How come you already knew?
What life was going to teach you…?
And for the makers of the blurting stuff
Decoding all that must’ve been tough
They found their purpose and so will you
Even if small, it won’t mean you don’t need to
Like it or not life’s no theory
There’ll be more than existence to this story
Live it for once and not just pretend
You’ll love the support they’ll extend
You knew the fittest survives
In this world you’ll have to strive
And they prey for your courage
That u be the fittest
But you lost yourself and failed the test
Remember you are the king
You own those wings
There are waves you can’t leave behind
But that doesn’t mean you’ll never rise you’d never shine…
Hate and anguish deceived the code of divine
And you killed your powers with that wine
How do you even ask for a shrine?
You are the king you can’t leave them behind
The lesson is half learnt the I alone doesn’t stand
We have to walk together hand in hand
With joy and sorrow
We make our way to a better tomorrow
Even if a fading one life remains a mystery… I guess you’ll agree too
And you are a warrior wouldn’t you like to fight through
The betrayal and the injustice and those lies within you
Go for it man you got to get your dues too…………
We can’t live life on our terms and conditions
Life is the challenger let it offer the complications
Setting your trends is the goal
Don’t follow the winners what they give is not your own
Trust yourself and the scenario will change
And when your son would come saying life’s strange
You’ll know you don’t have to guide him through this ocean
But set him free to find his own explanations
Of why people lose the sight
Why they forget in this world you have to fight for your right
Let him know he needn’t follow the crowd
At least save him from the inner conflict that nearly had you drowned
Happiness isn’t a molecule and you know it too
Give you son the faith, which lacked in you
And you’ll get the worth of it all
When you Dad would say“Sunny… you did a great job………”
Why don’t we look back again
I feel we are missing the rhymes
The story of every breadth has been heard
And still we found no purpose served
How come you already knew?
What life was going to teach you…?
And for the makers of the blurting stuff
Decoding all that must’ve been tough
They found their purpose and so will you
Even if small, it won’t mean you don’t need to
Like it or not life’s no theory
There’ll be more than existence to this story
Live it for once and not just pretend
You’ll love the support they’ll extend
You knew the fittest survives
In this world you’ll have to strive
And they prey for your courage
That u be the fittest
But you lost yourself and failed the test
Remember you are the king
You own those wings
There are waves you can’t leave behind
But that doesn’t mean you’ll never rise you’d never shine…
Hate and anguish deceived the code of divine
And you killed your powers with that wine
How do you even ask for a shrine?
You are the king you can’t leave them behind
The lesson is half learnt the I alone doesn’t stand
We have to walk together hand in hand
With joy and sorrow
We make our way to a better tomorrow
Even if a fading one life remains a mystery… I guess you’ll agree too
And you are a warrior wouldn’t you like to fight through
The betrayal and the injustice and those lies within you
Go for it man you got to get your dues too…………
We can’t live life on our terms and conditions
Life is the challenger let it offer the complications
Setting your trends is the goal
Don’t follow the winners what they give is not your own
Trust yourself and the scenario will change
And when your son would come saying life’s strange
You’ll know you don’t have to guide him through this ocean
But set him free to find his own explanations
Of why people lose the sight
Why they forget in this world you have to fight for your right
Let him know he needn’t follow the crowd
At least save him from the inner conflict that nearly had you drowned
Happiness isn’t a molecule and you know it too
Give you son the faith, which lacked in you
And you’ll get the worth of it all
When you Dad would say“Sunny… you did a great job………”
Thursday, August 25, 2005
WHY DO I WISH TO FIGHT
It's pessimistic i know... but im sure everyone feels this at some or other time...
WHY DO I WISH TO FIGHT
Heartless as I seem to be
The whole world stands against me
I know I’m wrong
I know I’m not strong
Then why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
All looks blank a dark cloud leads
To my pleas there's no one to heed
No reason to live
But the will to survive
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
Living is past death is future
Till when this existence can I nurture
No shoulder to cry
No wings to fly
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
Wishes are dead feelings are hard
No will no tear in my heart
My eyes have gone dry
Nothing can make me
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
No reason to live but the will to survive
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
WHY DO I WISH TO FIGHT
Heartless as I seem to be
The whole world stands against me
I know I’m wrong
I know I’m not strong
Then why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
All looks blank a dark cloud leads
To my pleas there's no one to heed
No reason to live
But the will to survive
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
Living is past death is future
Till when this existence can I nurture
No shoulder to cry
No wings to fly
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
Wishes are dead feelings are hard
No will no tear in my heart
My eyes have gone dry
Nothing can make me
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
No reason to live but the will to survive
Why do I wish to fight?
Try and gather all my might
Monday, August 22, 2005
My First Poem!
My first poem.....
I LOVE YOU………… I NEED YOU
I remember those old days
When you were by my side
You were there when I cried
My tears trickled on your cheeks
My joys played in your eyes
I was your life your love you said
So you said you cared
And those assurances… and promises
Has it become a dream for you?
A mere thought… a dream
If not then why am I alone in the crowd?
Why am I feeling deserted?
You’d said you love me and need me
I say I love you… I need you…
I LOVE YOU………… I NEED YOU
I remember those old days
When you were by my side
You were there when I cried
My tears trickled on your cheeks
My joys played in your eyes
I was your life your love you said
So you said you cared
And those assurances… and promises
Has it become a dream for you?
A mere thought… a dream
If not then why am I alone in the crowd?
Why am I feeling deserted?
You’d said you love me and need me
I say I love you… I need you…
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Sometimes
SOMETIMES.....
Sometimes we forget that god is good
And he is watching over us
Sometimes we forget that we aren't alone
And there are people who can't do without us
Sometimes we forget that everyone is special
And that we can only shape the raw realities
Sometimes we forget that we all have a purpose
And that the biggest journey starts with a step
Sometimes we forget how much we love each other
And that we are still together
Sometimes we forget that we've survived a lot
And that even this will get over someday
Sometimes we forget that there are no tomorrows
And that each passing moment can be a treasured memory
So if you think that you have all odds against you
Remember that no matter what you have to fight through
And if you feel tired, lost and ready to give up
Turn around and I’ll be there to reassure you
And tell you that I love you................
Sometimes we forget that god is good
And he is watching over us
Sometimes we forget that we aren't alone
And there are people who can't do without us
Sometimes we forget that everyone is special
And that we can only shape the raw realities
Sometimes we forget that we all have a purpose
And that the biggest journey starts with a step
Sometimes we forget how much we love each other
And that we are still together
Sometimes we forget that we've survived a lot
And that even this will get over someday
Sometimes we forget that there are no tomorrows
And that each passing moment can be a treasured memory
So if you think that you have all odds against you
Remember that no matter what you have to fight through
And if you feel tired, lost and ready to give up
Turn around and I’ll be there to reassure you
And tell you that I love you................
Tell What Is Living To You
I had written this back in the 11th std.
TELL ME WHAT IS LIVING ALL ABOUT
Is it about the countless smiles?
Or faith on people separated by miles
Is it love of a friend?
Or a trust that will never end
Tell me what is living all about
Friends for keepsAnd shoulders to weep
Is it facing all problems
Or just filling the empty columns
With laughter and tears
Hopes and fears
Is it meddling with faith and destiny?
Or just accepting life’s mutiny
Tell what is living all about
Is it having all you want and none to share?
Or sharing all and yet no one around to care
Is it a dream of the future?
Or hope from the past
Tell me what is living all about
Is it assuming all to be fair and true?
Or helping people through their blues
Is it the laughter that lightens the pain?
Or the tears that pour in vain
Tell me what is living all about
Tell me your hopes and dreams
Let me know the world you see
The sorrow and the pain you bear
The laughter and jest you share
Tell what to you is living all about
TELL ME WHAT IS LIVING ALL ABOUT
Is it about the countless smiles?
Or faith on people separated by miles
Is it love of a friend?
Or a trust that will never end
Tell me what is living all about
Friends for keepsAnd shoulders to weep
Is it facing all problems
Or just filling the empty columns
With laughter and tears
Hopes and fears
Is it meddling with faith and destiny?
Or just accepting life’s mutiny
Tell what is living all about
Is it having all you want and none to share?
Or sharing all and yet no one around to care
Is it a dream of the future?
Or hope from the past
Tell me what is living all about
Is it assuming all to be fair and true?
Or helping people through their blues
Is it the laughter that lightens the pain?
Or the tears that pour in vain
Tell me what is living all about
Tell me your hopes and dreams
Let me know the world you see
The sorrow and the pain you bear
The laughter and jest you share
Tell what to you is living all about
Simple ways to vlunteer
I had written this article for an organisation called AID... though i'm not the active member but i would surely like to work for the cause...
Here's the article....
My mother often tells me a story she read somewhere... about a man who picked up star fish brought on shore by high tide and threw them back in to the sea one by one. He knew he couldn't throw back all the fishes that were brought on shore by the tide, but he also knew he made a difference to each one he threw back.
The concept is so simple that we tend to overlook it. We don't realize how valuable our small gestures can be to someone. The first practical example I saw of this, was my grandfather, he used to distribute sweets to the children in the slums and helped the people there in whatever way he could, sometimes giving them money or things like clothes, even old furniture. You should've seen the way those children greeted him and the way their love warmed his heart... and ours too, they loved him and we loved them for it. This is simple isn't it?
You don't need to donate money to help; you need to give a bit of yourself. And trust me it's a wonderful feeling, when you realize that you have the ability to make someone smile.
I have seen so many people help the less fortunate. Some donate clothes to orphanages and home for the elderly. And trust me they look forward to their monthly visits to these places. It's an unforgettable experience each time. We admire such people, and sometimes envy them for the respect they get. Almost each one of us is deeply moved by the dreadful scenario of the slums, but unfortunately we never do anything about it. We feel who are we and what can we do to help these people...it would be good enough if we could help ourselves. Well.... when we call them less fortunate then obviously we have more than them and we are capable of helping them out in whatever little way we can.
There are a million ways in which we can help, and donating things and money to non profit organizations like AID is just one of it. Remember the idea is to open your heart to someone else and make a place for ourselves in their heart. It might almost seem effortless once we all start doing our bit. And yes not to forget our pet problem time... I think that God will never give us a day when we have time for everything. We got to make our own time for the things we want to do from the 24 hours on our hand, and in this case it’s for the things we need to do.
Remember as children we never had to make an effort to help anyone. Do you realize why... because we had empathy for our fellow beings. We didn't look down on anyone; we never thought of it as giving we shared things. Those people don't need our sympathy they need us to share a little bit of our fortune with them...
Here's the article....
My mother often tells me a story she read somewhere... about a man who picked up star fish brought on shore by high tide and threw them back in to the sea one by one. He knew he couldn't throw back all the fishes that were brought on shore by the tide, but he also knew he made a difference to each one he threw back.
The concept is so simple that we tend to overlook it. We don't realize how valuable our small gestures can be to someone. The first practical example I saw of this, was my grandfather, he used to distribute sweets to the children in the slums and helped the people there in whatever way he could, sometimes giving them money or things like clothes, even old furniture. You should've seen the way those children greeted him and the way their love warmed his heart... and ours too, they loved him and we loved them for it. This is simple isn't it?
You don't need to donate money to help; you need to give a bit of yourself. And trust me it's a wonderful feeling, when you realize that you have the ability to make someone smile.
I have seen so many people help the less fortunate. Some donate clothes to orphanages and home for the elderly. And trust me they look forward to their monthly visits to these places. It's an unforgettable experience each time. We admire such people, and sometimes envy them for the respect they get. Almost each one of us is deeply moved by the dreadful scenario of the slums, but unfortunately we never do anything about it. We feel who are we and what can we do to help these people...it would be good enough if we could help ourselves. Well.... when we call them less fortunate then obviously we have more than them and we are capable of helping them out in whatever little way we can.
There are a million ways in which we can help, and donating things and money to non profit organizations like AID is just one of it. Remember the idea is to open your heart to someone else and make a place for ourselves in their heart. It might almost seem effortless once we all start doing our bit. And yes not to forget our pet problem time... I think that God will never give us a day when we have time for everything. We got to make our own time for the things we want to do from the 24 hours on our hand, and in this case it’s for the things we need to do.
Remember as children we never had to make an effort to help anyone. Do you realize why... because we had empathy for our fellow beings. We didn't look down on anyone; we never thought of it as giving we shared things. Those people don't need our sympathy they need us to share a little bit of our fortune with them...
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