I can’t escape this feeling
That grows inside of me
All i can think about is that i am guilty
When all i want is to hurt no one
And just be me.......
It aches my heart to learn
Of the crime it cannot repent
Captivated by its sadness
When all i want is to be nice
And just be me.............
Knowing this shatters my feelings
Makes me contemplate a thousand times
For it is hard to realize
When you cared for someone
Expecting nothing in return
But in the end
What i have is blaming myself.......
For expecting a little truthfulness
Now i regret my foolishness
To believe in the mirage of faithfulness .............
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
A Dream Come True
Hari only a thirteen year old boy but endured enough vicissitudes of life, in his this short span as he has been his own caretaker had no family to take care of him when he was weak, no one to wipe his tears when he cried, no mother to sing him a lullaby, no father to encourage when he was feelinglow, so what no one was there for him he had grown to live his own life discerning the numerous facets of life, learning and earning by himself. Every night he found a new perch to nestle under the starry sky, be it footpath strewn with wastes or a murky pipe or any place.
Poise in his sleep, an unfamiliar man affably places his arms around Hari’s shoulders says to him go get yourself and your little brother a candy. He quickly takes the money from his father grabs his brothers hand and darts away from the front gate crossing the road and reaches the candy shop asks the shopkeeper to give him the candy, after taking his candy he turns his back to the shopkeeper carefully unwraps the cover, saliva drools in his mouth just as he brings the candy close to his mouth to taste, the shopkeeper bangs his back to ask for money and bam! the candy falls down. Trepidation overtakes him, weary he wakes up, sees hither and thither finds no one, sadly lowers his head down feeling dejected, tears start to trickle down his cheeks regretting that he has no family. He had always pictured himself having a candy from his father. But this was never going to happen.
In the morning he comes to the place where his work is to clean cars, for which his boss paid a petty amount just sufficient to afford him a day’s food. But he was not sad about this; he just wanted family, parents whose eternal love he could feel, siblings to fight share and love. Every day he saved some amount, the accrued money was capable to buy him only one candy which cheered him for a while and brought a smile on his face.
In the evening after completing all the chores, taking his wage from the boss and adding it to the saved money he now finally has the money to buy himself a candy so he progresses towards the candy shop, on his way his eyes are distracted from the road by a mother and her kid in the sidewalk, the kid crying heavily the mom seemed exhausted unable to control her baby, after passing them also he turned his head again and again he just could not take his eyes off them, he reached the shop bought the candy and without wasting a second sprinted towards the kid and gives him his own candy the kid takes the candy and crying gradually stops. He walks away, feeling the void of his life filled with joy, happy to bring smile in a kid’s life, giving him the satisfaction as if completing his own family portrait, by experiencing the love he missed in his life by sharing................
Poise in his sleep, an unfamiliar man affably places his arms around Hari’s shoulders says to him go get yourself and your little brother a candy. He quickly takes the money from his father grabs his brothers hand and darts away from the front gate crossing the road and reaches the candy shop asks the shopkeeper to give him the candy, after taking his candy he turns his back to the shopkeeper carefully unwraps the cover, saliva drools in his mouth just as he brings the candy close to his mouth to taste, the shopkeeper bangs his back to ask for money and bam! the candy falls down. Trepidation overtakes him, weary he wakes up, sees hither and thither finds no one, sadly lowers his head down feeling dejected, tears start to trickle down his cheeks regretting that he has no family. He had always pictured himself having a candy from his father. But this was never going to happen.
In the morning he comes to the place where his work is to clean cars, for which his boss paid a petty amount just sufficient to afford him a day’s food. But he was not sad about this; he just wanted family, parents whose eternal love he could feel, siblings to fight share and love. Every day he saved some amount, the accrued money was capable to buy him only one candy which cheered him for a while and brought a smile on his face.
In the evening after completing all the chores, taking his wage from the boss and adding it to the saved money he now finally has the money to buy himself a candy so he progresses towards the candy shop, on his way his eyes are distracted from the road by a mother and her kid in the sidewalk, the kid crying heavily the mom seemed exhausted unable to control her baby, after passing them also he turned his head again and again he just could not take his eyes off them, he reached the shop bought the candy and without wasting a second sprinted towards the kid and gives him his own candy the kid takes the candy and crying gradually stops. He walks away, feeling the void of his life filled with joy, happy to bring smile in a kid’s life, giving him the satisfaction as if completing his own family portrait, by experiencing the love he missed in his life by sharing................
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Cracked Side
Not a genius like Einstein or Newton
But crack enough to fall because of own mistakes and learn.............
Not an epitome of ideals
But crack enough to loud voices for the righteous............
Not done any laudatory act
But crack enough to do anything and everything for friends............
Not a winner
But crack enough to face any challenge of life................
Not the reason of happiness for others
But crack enough to cry for the happiness of loved ones....................
Not pained by wounds
But crack enough to feel...................
Not always successful
But crack enough to believe in dreams.................
But crack enough to fall because of own mistakes and learn.............
Not an epitome of ideals
But crack enough to loud voices for the righteous............
Not done any laudatory act
But crack enough to do anything and everything for friends............
Not a winner
But crack enough to face any challenge of life................
Not the reason of happiness for others
But crack enough to cry for the happiness of loved ones....................
Not pained by wounds
But crack enough to feel...................
Not always successful
But crack enough to believe in dreams.................
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Feel Good Feeling...
Feeling heart beats,
Happiness breathing in,
Because the joy is pristine.
Pure mind and thoughts,
Scurry in realms of dreams,
Because the journey is towards fulfilment.
Laughter and smile,
Throw worries into oblivion,
Because the ecstasy empowers.
Bliss and charm,
Make life picturesque,
Because the liveliness in life never dies.
Happiness breathing in,
Because the joy is pristine.
Pure mind and thoughts,
Scurry in realms of dreams,
Because the journey is towards fulfilment.
Laughter and smile,
Throw worries into oblivion,
Because the ecstasy empowers.
Bliss and charm,
Make life picturesque,
Because the liveliness in life never dies.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Free To Be Self
Free of mundane worries,
Free of worldly gains,
Free as rivulet to channel its own trail,
Free as wind to blows in its own glare.
Free of monotonous living,
To swirl in the galaxy of fun.
Free of petty desires of life,
To unknot the intricate emotions of mind.
Free to dream,
I am sailing on a galleon far in sea,
Free to unleash all boundaries,
To cross all roads.
Free to believe,
Free to discover,
Free to be myself.
Free of worldly gains,
Free as rivulet to channel its own trail,
Free as wind to blows in its own glare.
Free of monotonous living,
To swirl in the galaxy of fun.
Free of petty desires of life,
To unknot the intricate emotions of mind.
Free to dream,
I am sailing on a galleon far in sea,
Free to unleash all boundaries,
To cross all roads.
Free to believe,
Free to discover,
Free to be myself.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
50% On AIR.....
With the exam fever off, more tension is pouring in with new admission criteria for the 50% seat in all the NITs other than its native state which is based on all India merit. New thought to ponder, strong decision to make and heavy competition to combat. Obviously, the new decision caters to raise the level of NITs, and prove beneficial for the students from the state which has less seat quota in other NIT, students who secure very good ranks, students of the state not having a top ranked NIT; students who missed the chance to get into IIT by a little difference, but proficient for studying in an efficient technical institute.
Everything seems good. A great decision , but what about students of the state where the AIEEE ranking goes low, where the competition level till now was low; where it is not possible for students to match their preparation level to compete with others, with no lack of intelligence, but a little less in preparation. A very good decision, but I don’t think this was the perfect time; just after the results on 13th June, with no prior clue for the students to gear on their preparation level. But they have the other 50% and other technical institute all over the country but obviously not to match with that of NIT.
To raise their standard, admission should be totally based on all India merit, why only the 50% seat. But standard cannot be just raised by quality intake only the infrastructure of each NIT should be made comparable with IIT. Utilization of the funds given to NITs should be made righteously in proper direction in full contribution with the ideas of the students. What is the point in discussing now? I was a little lucky to get NIT with the rank I got seeing the present scenario. For the junior can just say the luckiest way to quench your thirst for success is by the sweat of your own hard work and determination, as the competition gets tougher and tougher day by day.A journey from the unconquerable past to the desired future via the mould of present in our hands.
Everything seems good. A great decision , but what about students of the state where the AIEEE ranking goes low, where the competition level till now was low; where it is not possible for students to match their preparation level to compete with others, with no lack of intelligence, but a little less in preparation. A very good decision, but I don’t think this was the perfect time; just after the results on 13th June, with no prior clue for the students to gear on their preparation level. But they have the other 50% and other technical institute all over the country but obviously not to match with that of NIT.
To raise their standard, admission should be totally based on all India merit, why only the 50% seat. But standard cannot be just raised by quality intake only the infrastructure of each NIT should be made comparable with IIT. Utilization of the funds given to NITs should be made righteously in proper direction in full contribution with the ideas of the students. What is the point in discussing now? I was a little lucky to get NIT with the rank I got seeing the present scenario. For the junior can just say the luckiest way to quench your thirst for success is by the sweat of your own hard work and determination, as the competition gets tougher and tougher day by day.A journey from the unconquerable past to the desired future via the mould of present in our hands.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Do We Really seee....
Don’t believe what you see
It may be your hallucination
Fallacy blinded your thought.
Don’t believe what you see
Like you have no other option
You’re forced never to refute.
Don’t believe what you see
You may misjudge a situation
Because prime accused is
Not always a heinous murderer.
Don’t believe what you see
Objects may be far from reality
As you see the sun but even
Your close eyes can’t image
What it is in reality.
Don’t believe what you see
You see the glass empty
Even if it is half filled with water.
It may be your hallucination
Fallacy blinded your thought.
Don’t believe what you see
Like you have no other option
You’re forced never to refute.
Don’t believe what you see
You may misjudge a situation
Because prime accused is
Not always a heinous murderer.
Don’t believe what you see
Objects may be far from reality
As you see the sun but even
Your close eyes can’t image
What it is in reality.
Don’t believe what you see
You see the glass empty
Even if it is half filled with water.
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