Oh my dear Light
Why are you so bright?
I have no offense with your shine
But I do miss my time divine
The darkness has seen it all
And never has it taken any toll
But now the vicinity is spying
That is why I am shying
The camaraderie started in one instance
It has given some moments of assurance
From the teary eyes to wide smiles
We have walked long miles
Night belongs to darkness indeed
Then why’d you come in between?
Here the darkness enlightened more than the light galore
And I miss those glee hours of thinking mode
Hence I request you dear light pole
Please knock somebody else’s door
We are better off your eye
Envying you-Darkness and I
Monday, September 5, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Real Beauty is Eternal
From the time a baby is born, the portrait begins to form
Her soft touch and tender skin, is as gentle as her soul within
And in the serenity of her tiny eyes, is where the real beauty lies...!!
The time comes when she fluoresces and acquires adolescence,
Novice enough for life’s beautiful and bitter experiences
Later she transforms, grows independent and becomes ardent
And in her angelic charm and electrifying smiles, is where the real beauty lies..!!
The role of wife & mother that she acknowledges
Of which never in her life, she possess it as a baggage
And in her adorable gestures and ‘always be there’ vibes, is where the real beauty lies..!
As the time and age advances, so does her sanity & advices
The pure soul with a heart of gold is what she beholds
There’s a shine on her face, albeit hiding many grimace
And in the deity looks which she personifies, is where the real beauty lies..!!
Real Beauty is Timeless, Real beauty is Ageless
“REAL BEAUTY IS ETERNAL”
Her soft touch and tender skin, is as gentle as her soul within
And in the serenity of her tiny eyes, is where the real beauty lies...!!
The time comes when she fluoresces and acquires adolescence,
Novice enough for life’s beautiful and bitter experiences
Later she transforms, grows independent and becomes ardent
And in her angelic charm and electrifying smiles, is where the real beauty lies..!!
The role of wife & mother that she acknowledges
Of which never in her life, she possess it as a baggage
And in her adorable gestures and ‘always be there’ vibes, is where the real beauty lies..!
As the time and age advances, so does her sanity & advices
The pure soul with a heart of gold is what she beholds
There’s a shine on her face, albeit hiding many grimace
And in the deity looks which she personifies, is where the real beauty lies..!!
Real Beauty is Timeless, Real beauty is Ageless
“REAL BEAUTY IS ETERNAL”
Sunday, April 3, 2011
The Cup That Counted..!!
I started watching cricket when I was a just a 8 or 9 year old fella, that too because my cousins were crazy fans of it. It was a time, when all I knew was, how players run between the wickets to make more runs. The wides, no balls, LBW’s, difference between a six and a four, everything seemed to have no meaning for a novice like me.
From that nascent stage, I saw a player who was considered to be a very good batsman (at that time, now obviously, he is legendary). The batsman was none other than Sachin Tendulkar. And that aroused an interest of watching each and every match which transformed me into a cricket savvy. Slowly and steadily, watching Sachin became a synonymous of cricket to me. I started watching each and every match which India used to play.
Then came some more tournaments, where I still remember India’s innings. Saw some demises and some terrific moments of Indian team with few players leaving and few joining in. But from the time, it became more than a hobby to watch cricket till today when we are the proud owners of the World Cup, there is just 1 man who is there throughout as a consistent player and reached pinnacle of success. Sachin Tendulkar.
I remember seeing the World Cup semi final of India vs Sri Lanka in 1996 where bottles were being thrown by the outrageous spectators. And today, just when we have beaten Sri Lanka in the finals to conquer the World cup, I feel that I've really grown older watching cricket.
Anyways, the purpose of writing was not just to boast of Tendulkar, but also for the electrifying entire team India who has gratified us with the most amazing moment an Indian could ask for. Today I just feel right for my madness towards the game and makes me believe that “Some Dreams Do Come True” (India winning the world cup). I am also writing this so that when years later, I read my blog, I can still feel the ecstasy of this moment.
So, after seeing a nail biting or rather a nail paint chipping match today, we have got something which we can blabber entire our lives and tell our children & grandchildren, of how it felt great to be in the same era where Sachin is/was considered to be the God of cricket.Will always remember Kohli's words "Tendulkar has carried the burden of the nation for 21 years. It is time we carried him on our shoulders." That sums it all..!!
Thank You Team India- Sachin, Gambhir, Sehwag, Dhoni, Yuvraj, Zaheer, Bhajji, Virat, Raina, Munaf. Ok will count Sreesanth too ;) We feel proud of the vivacious team which has veterans and youngsters who equally contributed to bring home the glory. You are our real heroes and you all will be remembered forever as the best World Cup Squad.
In a country, which has some big fat mean corruptive people , there is also an altruistic team India which made us simply spellbound by their majestic win.
Thank You
A Crazy Indian
From that nascent stage, I saw a player who was considered to be a very good batsman (at that time, now obviously, he is legendary). The batsman was none other than Sachin Tendulkar. And that aroused an interest of watching each and every match which transformed me into a cricket savvy. Slowly and steadily, watching Sachin became a synonymous of cricket to me. I started watching each and every match which India used to play.
Then came some more tournaments, where I still remember India’s innings. Saw some demises and some terrific moments of Indian team with few players leaving and few joining in. But from the time, it became more than a hobby to watch cricket till today when we are the proud owners of the World Cup, there is just 1 man who is there throughout as a consistent player and reached pinnacle of success. Sachin Tendulkar.
I remember seeing the World Cup semi final of India vs Sri Lanka in 1996 where bottles were being thrown by the outrageous spectators. And today, just when we have beaten Sri Lanka in the finals to conquer the World cup, I feel that I've really grown older watching cricket.
Anyways, the purpose of writing was not just to boast of Tendulkar, but also for the electrifying entire team India who has gratified us with the most amazing moment an Indian could ask for. Today I just feel right for my madness towards the game and makes me believe that “Some Dreams Do Come True” (India winning the world cup). I am also writing this so that when years later, I read my blog, I can still feel the ecstasy of this moment.
So, after seeing a nail biting or rather a nail paint chipping match today, we have got something which we can blabber entire our lives and tell our children & grandchildren, of how it felt great to be in the same era where Sachin is/was considered to be the God of cricket.Will always remember Kohli's words "Tendulkar has carried the burden of the nation for 21 years. It is time we carried him on our shoulders." That sums it all..!!
Thank You Team India- Sachin, Gambhir, Sehwag, Dhoni, Yuvraj, Zaheer, Bhajji, Virat, Raina, Munaf. Ok will count Sreesanth too ;) We feel proud of the vivacious team which has veterans and youngsters who equally contributed to bring home the glory. You are our real heroes and you all will be remembered forever as the best World Cup Squad.
In a country, which has some big fat mean corruptive people , there is also an altruistic team India which made us simply spellbound by their majestic win.
Thank You
A Crazy Indian
Sunday, March 13, 2011
I Wish I Could Be Like You
This is for the one, whom I consider my idol
Ever since I realized, life is not easy as a carol..!!
There are some people in life who knows you the best
I my case, I am glad that it’s my brother on whom I can rest..!!
This piece of writing is a product of various drafts as I don’t possess the accurate craft
For a person with an unmatched acumen who knows how to tackle life’s burden..!!
I am at a loss of words in describing him, maybe because it’s not just a whim.
I know I am not at all expressive, so this attempt might act as a right communicative..!!
But writing late is still making me realize his importance every instance
And the affection of having someone backing, gives me confidence, though we are at a distance..!!
Sometimes when life gives you all reasons to become a sadist
then comes the much adored who takes your woos
And shows the other angle of life filled with solutions to your certain problems..!!
I wonder how you become an expert of everything & win minds of people
And still remain so grounded, if not just simple
It gives me everything to learn from your principle..!!
This doesn’t hold true only in your professional life but in personal life too
That’s why I say "I wish I could be Like You..!!"
They always say that there’s one person behind your success..
In my life it’s you with your invaluable& innumerable advices..!!
“From the times when fighting with you was the most jovial thing
To the times when I bugged you with zillion phone rings”
“From the time when I wanted to be like you, to the time when I still want to be like you
For the simple fact that I owe my life to you…!!”
Now as life moves on, and as you find new direction to shape your career well and sparkle it with more emeralds, here’s your lil sister wishing you a life with all happiness, all luck..!!
You rightly imply that “You are recognized by your words and deeds which helps in life to succeed..!!”
Saturday, April 10, 2010
The Women
She can fight for her rights to any known personality and
She will never show her tears in the vicinity….
Sometimes as dumb as a drunkard who doesn’t understand the evident facts of life
To a veteran who has bitter experiences in her daily file…..!!!
She loves to collect memories from the trash,
And if gets furious, can be very harsh...
Love to ponder over things,
And hates people who pisses her off and befall a jinx....!!
A living being who for eternity wants to prove her as mighty right
But in deep is well aware of her insights...
She is a creature who at times wants to express her love
But becomes a shrinking violet at the moment of pearl...!!
Awful in manipulating words,
And want others to comprehend her feelings as a hummingbird...
Loves to be loved and care for her dear ones to the extent that she forgets her own misery
And that’s why her lifelong sacrifices make her a living divinity....!!
Avoids showing her emotions in order to escape from the conversation
that can divulge out her Achilles' heel, albeit wants someone to discern her of how she feels...
Gets influenced by polite and intellect and wants to be like them
So always look for a chance to work in tandem...!!
Sometimes she likes to be in an overcrowded world
and sometimes she wishes to live in alienation...
Loves to eulogize others and feel the ecstasy in her loved ones triumphs.
Yet sometimes faces the heat of fickle but still becomes amiable...!!
Can be very annoying and disturbing when she is lost finding her way out..
And at the same time can act very mischievous and irksome to make others realize that life is all about fun...!!
""A very complicated yet so simple creation of God
All in all, Convoluted is the word that sums up all.""
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Pursuit of Perfection
Sometimes a question keeps popping in my mind that whether it is good to be a perfectionist or be a Jack of all trades and Master of none.
Obviously, I know that it is always good to be a perfectionist and one yearns to join the league. But the tangible question is how to attain this divinity. When we behave with perfectionism, we basically want to make things perfect, or not make them at all. So is it like bad for us? I think, Yes, because when we manage to make things perfect at one point, it might be too late to reap the rewards from it.
Same was the case with me, where I tried to make my writings so perfect that I actually ended up writing nothing. Many a times, I felt like writing on various topics but my inner child curtailed me in writing for any non pertinent issues. Also, the colossal free time metamorphosed me to a Zombie which slaughtered the passion of newly formed leisure pursuit in me at a very nascent stage when I was trying to get it on the act. Well this was just an asinine excuse I made to myself.
As a result, it took me exactly a month to inscribe my next blog. I would not say that this blog is the aftermath of thinking since last month but yes, this certainly did give me the requisite drive to further take the voyage which I embarked on recently.
Anyways, what I realized off late is- at times we might end up never trying because we feel it is not perfect and could not work out. Hence, to strive for excellence is good, but we should realize that this will come along the way and from constant trial and errors and adaption. If we always try to get it perfected right from the beginning, we might get blocked and paralyzed. And as a saying “one should start with anything that is good enough and improve it from there”.
It is when we stop trying to do everything right that we start to do things well. These two things are not the same - but neither are they mutually exclusive.
So this did help me to understand the difference between trying for the best, and having to be perfect. As soon as we realize, we could maintain our standards, without having to be perfect, it becomes much easier for us to adapt to the change.
Obviously, I know that it is always good to be a perfectionist and one yearns to join the league. But the tangible question is how to attain this divinity. When we behave with perfectionism, we basically want to make things perfect, or not make them at all. So is it like bad for us? I think, Yes, because when we manage to make things perfect at one point, it might be too late to reap the rewards from it.
Same was the case with me, where I tried to make my writings so perfect that I actually ended up writing nothing. Many a times, I felt like writing on various topics but my inner child curtailed me in writing for any non pertinent issues. Also, the colossal free time metamorphosed me to a Zombie which slaughtered the passion of newly formed leisure pursuit in me at a very nascent stage when I was trying to get it on the act. Well this was just an asinine excuse I made to myself.
As a result, it took me exactly a month to inscribe my next blog. I would not say that this blog is the aftermath of thinking since last month but yes, this certainly did give me the requisite drive to further take the voyage which I embarked on recently.
Anyways, what I realized off late is- at times we might end up never trying because we feel it is not perfect and could not work out. Hence, to strive for excellence is good, but we should realize that this will come along the way and from constant trial and errors and adaption. If we always try to get it perfected right from the beginning, we might get blocked and paralyzed. And as a saying “one should start with anything that is good enough and improve it from there”.
It is when we stop trying to do everything right that we start to do things well. These two things are not the same - but neither are they mutually exclusive.
So this did help me to understand the difference between trying for the best, and having to be perfect. As soon as we realize, we could maintain our standards, without having to be perfect, it becomes much easier for us to adapt to the change.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
My Daily Docket
Days are passing by, and gradually, I am cherishing my stay at home with family….
For me, the dawn bumps in at around 10 or 10.30 a.m. and hitherto; volleys of honey coated allocutions hit me like avalanche by everyone. The conventional lectures on my survival in corporate world with this lackadaisical attitude, was a routine. But now, they have acclimatized in lieu of me. Never mind, I eavesdrop and yet again, seize a nap before actually getting up. The day still resumes with me slouching, listening & dancing on the incessant songs on FM and compelling everyone to beat a feet with me. Wherefore, they deem me as a berserk….!!! Well, quite often, I second their thoughts…. :) As the clock strikes 12.30 or 1, my bed drags me and I find myself in the arms of cozy blanket all over again.
Indeed, for me the day starts by 3 or 4 in the afternoon with eating and just eating. The moment I abstain of eating, I become anorexic for my family. Afterwards, I spend some time with my newly formed ally, the kitchen where I try my hand on making new cuisines which is no easy as beans. Withal to that, I vigorously have to learn some religious lessons from my Granny which are altering me to a pious soul. The only person who acts as an abettor is my loving Grandpa. He is jovial, cordial (though um not saying others are not) but he provides a solace, and is always by my side. Anyways, with the advent of dusk, I leave for an evening walk with my Mum where I share several, if not all the impish instants befallen in college life.
Later in evening, my Dad instills the zeal in me to ameliorate my driving skills. Though, initially while driving, I averted many pedestrians and animals to attain the nirvana and almost reincarnated them, but now I have certainly transformed into a honed chauffeur. And then comes the most anticipated time…..the time I come online and chitchat with my friends and cousins. It surely rejuvenates the youth in me after enduring the daylong domestic activities. Life surely seems to be missing its essence without chatting and FBing. :)
Well, to wrap up, I can state that yes, I am enjoying this hiatus of 2 months at home which rolled in perhaps after 2 years and will probably never gonna come back….!!!!!!!
For me, the dawn bumps in at around 10 or 10.30 a.m. and hitherto; volleys of honey coated allocutions hit me like avalanche by everyone. The conventional lectures on my survival in corporate world with this lackadaisical attitude, was a routine. But now, they have acclimatized in lieu of me. Never mind, I eavesdrop and yet again, seize a nap before actually getting up. The day still resumes with me slouching, listening & dancing on the incessant songs on FM and compelling everyone to beat a feet with me. Wherefore, they deem me as a berserk….!!! Well, quite often, I second their thoughts…. :) As the clock strikes 12.30 or 1, my bed drags me and I find myself in the arms of cozy blanket all over again.
Indeed, for me the day starts by 3 or 4 in the afternoon with eating and just eating. The moment I abstain of eating, I become anorexic for my family. Afterwards, I spend some time with my newly formed ally, the kitchen where I try my hand on making new cuisines which is no easy as beans. Withal to that, I vigorously have to learn some religious lessons from my Granny which are altering me to a pious soul. The only person who acts as an abettor is my loving Grandpa. He is jovial, cordial (though um not saying others are not) but he provides a solace, and is always by my side. Anyways, with the advent of dusk, I leave for an evening walk with my Mum where I share several, if not all the impish instants befallen in college life.
Later in evening, my Dad instills the zeal in me to ameliorate my driving skills. Though, initially while driving, I averted many pedestrians and animals to attain the nirvana and almost reincarnated them, but now I have certainly transformed into a honed chauffeur. And then comes the most anticipated time…..the time I come online and chitchat with my friends and cousins. It surely rejuvenates the youth in me after enduring the daylong domestic activities. Life surely seems to be missing its essence without chatting and FBing. :)
Well, to wrap up, I can state that yes, I am enjoying this hiatus of 2 months at home which rolled in perhaps after 2 years and will probably never gonna come back….!!!!!!!
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