Sweetness.

29th Nov 2005.

Sometimes life is a dream
Life is sometimes gloomy.
You dont know what is real
And what is actually dreary,

At each juncture of life
Priorities become different.
At one stage it was friends
Today it is career,
Five years down the line
Things will again change .

It may be your husband or maybe your children.
But one thing that remains is your parents.

Parents are a different totally separate entity.
Different from all relationships.
Different from everybody,
Each relationship that exists today
Is a give and take deal.
Everything you experience has a return "TAG" with it.

People are running, running after money.
Real happiness cant be found any.

Its binding of hearts that invisible cord, which connects heart to heart.
And that is the ultimate destiny.
But if this is realised in deathbed .
You waste your entire life , pursuing something else.
We came alone in world and depart alone from here .
The only thing remains is the sweetness that we shared.

Just me

Whenever I am angry , Whenever I am bored.
Whenever I am crying, Whenever I am all alone.
I think of you . It makes me smile.
Thinking that in this big world
I have someone mine.

I have someone with whom I can share.
Whatever is inside, I can pour it out there.
It makes me feel easy within.
As if my problems will now settle in.
I have nothing as precious as you.

The day you leave me , I will not be there.
Physically here but mentally somewhere.
Somewhere in my past days , I will find you and stay there
My life will also stop there.
 Thinking of leaving me ? Never dare.

My best friend , my philosopher and guide
I really owe you my everything.
I have nothing to give you.

You patiently listen to whatever I say.
Whether I am right ,whether I am wrong.
You only make me calm down and return to myself.

You are my pricest possession
Which I will share with  no one.
You are always mine and cant share you with anyone else :).

Journey of memories.

Memories keep flashing back , glancing through the photographs.
Days of innocence, days of freedom .
When everything was perfect and life was joy.

Those watery eyes while going to school.
Home work always incomplete.
And there were numerous excuses to give.

Either " Mam I fell down" or " Mam I was not well ".
Sometimes start crying there , she would herself feel she was unfair.

Then came the next standard , A new classroom again .
This time friends were made and school was joy.
Then life was rosy and move to next standard again.
A year passed by and then one year again and again..

Then after certain years , Realization dawned,
All this was not so simple. You had to face much more.
The world out there is not awaiting with open arms,
Each step is a decision. A decision you cant retrace back.

Then came standard X , the rosiest part of school life.
It was last year at school, And all teachers were a delight.
Farewell arrived and we know not how we would leave.
Because no one knew how time would fly by.

But gradually and slowly the reality was accepted.
All friends departed with great promises.
Never to leave each other apart.

Entered new schools and moved to new classrooms.
Everything seemed so different , nothing close to heart.
Made new friends but with none that intimacy remained.
School friends are different, you grow up with them.
But casually this period too passed away.

It was end of twelfth and we were delighted to utmost joy.
No tears this time , no promises made.
Everything was very formal, and on the surface.

Then slowly and steadily life took a drastic turn.
This time destiny had some different plans at hand.
Sent me away from my family and friends.
Came to a different city , faced everything anew.

Built up my small castle , again fresh and new .
Learnt many things , faced life single handedly.
With no support of parents this time at each and every step.
Saw life first hand and learnt a lot.

Now time has come to close this chapter too.
Its end of my stay here .
Time is nearing , just six more months left.
Then all remains is memories and nothing else.

Now time is nearing to face the big world.
The world awaiting there is not a cakewalk.
Each step is a decision you cant retrace back.

Life and Technology.

Life came on with simplicity
Technology arrived with complexity.
Life endowed us with emotions.
Technology gave us the mechanisms.

Life moves further to accomplish a vision.
Technology progresses to prove the reason.
Life flows on with serenity
Technology moves with vivacity.

Life poses us with questions.
Technology has definite answers.
Life's thought can meander
Technology never surrenders.

Life matures with experience.
Technology matures with practice.
Life has its definite end which mortals lament.
Technology surges forward because there is no end.

Still life is precious.
Precious because it is the creator .
Creator of technology .
So life with its alacrity
Created this very technology.
Hence we cannot waste life for the betterment of technology.

Dreams

7th August 2004.

Dreams are what ? Illusions ? Fantasy ? Mirages ?  We run after it with great enthusiasm and intensity.

Most of the times what we achieve is a speck. 

A speck is a very tiny dot but still it is better than complete emptiness surrounding you. A dream can be fulfilled or not depends on the way you view it. Everything in this world can be made possible if we can enthuse the divine power within each individual.

Lets progress further. What is unthinkable is unreachable. If but our minds cant perceive the thought then how will the physical body move towards achieving it. Hence always be positive in your approach.

I may not be the brightest star

But can always be a speck , spreading its rays everywhere.

I may not be the biggest ocean 

But can always be a small stream , quenching the thirst of the few.

I may not be the biggest roof 

But can always be a small tree , providing shelter for a few,

And so I may not be the greatest legend.

But can always maintain my own individuality, achieving the desired little.

Inspiring others who come along the way

Giving the world its due.

Because everything starts in a small way 

To ultimately cover the entire vastness that lay in front of you.

Tracing Life's Path

9th July 2004.

Life ! What to say about it. Everyone defines it in his own manner. Sometimes its the worst of things to lead .

Sometimes the best of moments spun together create a beautiful picture . Sometimes its bed of roses while sometimes thorns do prick us.

Everyday ends with a night and every night begins with a fresh day. But everyday the sun has a special message for each one of us. On days when we are able to follow it that day becomes special for us and we mark that day as a red letter day in our lives.

So whats life actually ? A journey ? A destination ? Dont know. But if its a journey with no fixed destination where do we stop ? Fixed destination is something that is known before hand so we can move towards it easily. Then why do we sometimes find ourselves thinking hours about the meaning of our lives. 

So my friends ultimately I have come up to only one conclusion ie Life is a journey with a destination which needs to be discovered by us. Its known to us. 

Life always gives us a hint towards it but never clearly specifies it. So we always move a little towards it . Sometimes we get drifted alongwith the flow here and there but step by step we do move further.

Failing in a cause demoralizes us but that is always meant to teach us something better something worthwhile for the future.

Therefore its not easy to predict anything but the only way to move ahead is to follow your heart and dreams.

Memories.

3rd July 2004.

Somewhere within my heart.
I feel myself apart.
Apart from home.
Feeling very lone.

Thinking of the past.
Thinking of those friends.
With whom i grew up.
And ultimately left them apart.

Thinking of the start
Coming now to the end.
By any means its impossible
To forget her as a friend.

The memories keep reminding.
Reminding of times spent together.
Which hurts like hell.
But anyways my heart will have to find a place to dwell.

Highway

4th March 2004.

Driving down the highway.
Driving miles away.
Miles away from home.
Miles away from play.

Recollecting Memories.
Recollecting Glory.
When I would be happy.
As well as bubbly.

Yet, the times have passed.
Going down memory lane.
Now life is different.
As well as a lot has changed.

As we progress further.
Tensions are surmounting.
But my only prayer is that everything be fine.
This is just a dark phase which will evaporate after a while.