i guess it ws one of those times when one gets very philosophical in life that i wrote this article it skinda very philosophical but its... cool?? read on to get killed( i dont want to prasie myself)
One can never understand the ways of life. Things our heart craves for he most usually turn out to be the most deceptive of all. One usually aspires to capture all dimensions of life in the small span of ‘being alive’ but the mortal form of the immortal soul fails to be the bridging gap between the world of dreams and aspiring ambitions with the true immutable present.
Nothing in life can be yours, not even your fantasies. One usually likes to run behind the mirage of pleasantry and what he finds to be the most beautiful meaning of existence. For two moments of happiness he risks everything to his very identity. But everything is an illusion. It plunges into oblivion and leaves him like a hollow shell. You can’t go back into the depths of time and revive pearls of moments once spent. One needs to know how to differentiate between a fleeting moment and a yielding one. One needs to know to despise the perishable one. One needs to realize what’s going to help in the long run two moments of happiness which will never be your and then pain or two moments of pain and then happiness in which everything is only your. The choice has to be made now or never.
Friday, October 28, 2005
Destiny for me
‘Destiny chooses the man’ the phrase goes. Yet it is very enigmatic to know that in the metamorphisizing world of today where things are changing from better to best it is usually the man who changes his destiny. But I belong to one of those unlucky species where dreams have been realized even before they have been seen and destiny chosen.
Right from the grass root level we have been parrot taught the ideals formed by our founding fore fathers which have led the family name to the pedestral of good name and honor and asked to dutifully follow it. it was and will remain immutable.
Even as the pellucid stream of life flows on and the kaleidoscope of time shows an ever changing picture of the world around there is very little we can do to devour ‘the expected’. the path has been laid and we need to trudge on it even with half a mind . there is nothing one can do to elope from the foretold. It is intrinsic to achieve what has been set as your goal in life even if it is at the cost of your desires and dreams. One needs to acclimatize to what’s been added into your crucibles of tomorrow. There is no faltering or abdicating.
Right from the grass root level we have been parrot taught the ideals formed by our founding fore fathers which have led the family name to the pedestral of good name and honor and asked to dutifully follow it. it was and will remain immutable.
Even as the pellucid stream of life flows on and the kaleidoscope of time shows an ever changing picture of the world around there is very little we can do to devour ‘the expected’. the path has been laid and we need to trudge on it even with half a mind . there is nothing one can do to elope from the foretold. It is intrinsic to achieve what has been set as your goal in life even if it is at the cost of your desires and dreams. One needs to acclimatize to what’s been added into your crucibles of tomorrow. There is no faltering or abdicating.
Monday, October 24, 2005
poem:friendship
Your smiles that are brimming with love
Are like ambrosia to my courage
Your words are enthral all above
Are like tryst when the body and the soul merge
You tell me the immutable meaning of life
Through the ways of the pragmatic calloused world
You put in me the intrinsic essence to strive
And help me achieve the titans of my aspirations
which once seemed blurred
you render a helping hand
when the bolshie of troubles is killing me
you give me the courage to stand
when I know an oblivion is ll I could be
you become my reflection and my mirror
and whisper the clandestines of my ability
you help me know that im not just a commoner
and teach me the laws of successs through tenacity
you make me realize the enigmatic ways of existance
through the ensnared engrossed world around
you make me a human of substance
and imbibe cryptic values which are never found
you'll always remain sterling in my mind
I know you care for me
You're the pulsating need I'll no where else find
You were my friend my friend and will always be
Are like ambrosia to my courage
Your words are enthral all above
Are like tryst when the body and the soul merge
You tell me the immutable meaning of life
Through the ways of the pragmatic calloused world
You put in me the intrinsic essence to strive
And help me achieve the titans of my aspirations
which once seemed blurred
you render a helping hand
when the bolshie of troubles is killing me
you give me the courage to stand
when I know an oblivion is ll I could be
you become my reflection and my mirror
and whisper the clandestines of my ability
you help me know that im not just a commoner
and teach me the laws of successs through tenacity
you make me realize the enigmatic ways of existance
through the ensnared engrossed world around
you make me a human of substance
and imbibe cryptic values which are never found
you'll always remain sterling in my mind
I know you care for me
You're the pulsating need I'll no where else find
You were my friend my friend and will always be
poem:( well i cudnt think of a title....umm..read through though)
HISTORIES WRITTEN, TITANS PRODUCED
ALL ACHEIVEMENTS TO A FONT ARE REDUCED
WITH BLOOMING OF A FLOWER, WITLING IS THERE
BUT DEALTH DOES NOT STOP LIFE ANYWHERE
ILLUSIONS ARE LOVED, REALITY ABONDENED
BY THE TIDES OF TIME CORE OF LIFE HARDENED
BUT MAN COMES BACK FROM WHERE HE BEGINS
TRYING TO CROSS THE OCEANS OF TOMORROW BEATING HIS FINS
PEARLS OF KNOWELDGE YET HE ACHIEVES
BUT BY WAVES OF PEACE YET HE IS DECIEVED
THERE IS A BOLSHIE OF HAPPINESS IN THE WORLD HE LIVES
BUT SEASONS AND HAPPINESS LIFE TO HIM NEVER GIVE
LIKE A HAUNTING SPIRIT HE ROAMS FOR PEACE
MOMENTS OF HAPPINESS FROM HIS LIFE DO CEASE
FOR THE BLISS OF HAPPINESS HIS HEART CRAVES
BUT HE IS SWEPT INTO PROBLEMS, BY THE LIFE WAVES
STRUGGLING TO COME OUT, BUT TO PROBLEMS LIFE DOES HIM SEND
IN ACHIEVING THE UNDESPISED HIS LIFE ENDS
HIS LIFE AND ACHEIVEMENT ARE REDUCED TO A MERE STOCK OF SAND
AND SOME OTHER FILLS HIS PLACE IN THE LIFE'S COLOUR BAND
ALL ACHEIVEMENTS TO A FONT ARE REDUCED
WITH BLOOMING OF A FLOWER, WITLING IS THERE
BUT DEALTH DOES NOT STOP LIFE ANYWHERE
ILLUSIONS ARE LOVED, REALITY ABONDENED
BY THE TIDES OF TIME CORE OF LIFE HARDENED
BUT MAN COMES BACK FROM WHERE HE BEGINS
TRYING TO CROSS THE OCEANS OF TOMORROW BEATING HIS FINS
PEARLS OF KNOWELDGE YET HE ACHIEVES
BUT BY WAVES OF PEACE YET HE IS DECIEVED
THERE IS A BOLSHIE OF HAPPINESS IN THE WORLD HE LIVES
BUT SEASONS AND HAPPINESS LIFE TO HIM NEVER GIVE
LIKE A HAUNTING SPIRIT HE ROAMS FOR PEACE
MOMENTS OF HAPPINESS FROM HIS LIFE DO CEASE
FOR THE BLISS OF HAPPINESS HIS HEART CRAVES
BUT HE IS SWEPT INTO PROBLEMS, BY THE LIFE WAVES
STRUGGLING TO COME OUT, BUT TO PROBLEMS LIFE DOES HIM SEND
IN ACHIEVING THE UNDESPISED HIS LIFE ENDS
HIS LIFE AND ACHEIVEMENT ARE REDUCED TO A MERE STOCK OF SAND
AND SOME OTHER FILLS HIS PLACE IN THE LIFE'S COLOUR BAND
poem: the essence of life
THE DRIED, BLISTERED LAND LAYS UNTOUCHED
BY THE LIFE GIVING RAIN
IT GROWS MORE LIKE A BARREN MONSTER BEING SCORCHED
BETWEEN THE THIRST BLOWN SANES
THE MORNING ASCENDS UPON IT'S GOLDEN THRONE
IN THE FAMINE STRICKEN COUNTRY
WHERE THE MISERIES ARE BEING CLONED
NATURE IS CREATING MAN'S CEMENTRY
MEN WITHOUT WATER MEN WITHOUT FOOD
WERE DYING IN CORERS AND LANES
THE DEATH MONSTER WITH ITS HOOD
WAS MOVING BEING IN THE BANE
NOW PEOPLE TURN TO GOD'S GRACE
IN THE HOPE OF GETTING BACK LIFE
WHERE THE COUNTRY WAS COVERED WITH BRIGHT YELLOW ORANGE LACE
AND TO LIVE IT WAS TIME TO STRIVE
GOD WAS TOUCHED AND MOVED BY THE FALL
AND SENT THE PELLUCID WATER ON THE EARTH
IT WAS JOY, SEASON AND LIFE FOR ALL
AND THE PLANET GOT A NEW BIRTH
AS DROPS OF THE DIVINE WATER SPLASHED ON THE LAND
THE EARTH WOKE UP WITH AN IMMORTAL BLESSING
WITH A BLOSSOM WOKE UP EVERY GRAIN OF SAND
LIFE WAS RFLECTED IN EVERY SURROUNDING
BY THE LIFE GIVING RAIN
IT GROWS MORE LIKE A BARREN MONSTER BEING SCORCHED
BETWEEN THE THIRST BLOWN SANES
THE MORNING ASCENDS UPON IT'S GOLDEN THRONE
IN THE FAMINE STRICKEN COUNTRY
WHERE THE MISERIES ARE BEING CLONED
NATURE IS CREATING MAN'S CEMENTRY
MEN WITHOUT WATER MEN WITHOUT FOOD
WERE DYING IN CORERS AND LANES
THE DEATH MONSTER WITH ITS HOOD
WAS MOVING BEING IN THE BANE
NOW PEOPLE TURN TO GOD'S GRACE
IN THE HOPE OF GETTING BACK LIFE
WHERE THE COUNTRY WAS COVERED WITH BRIGHT YELLOW ORANGE LACE
AND TO LIVE IT WAS TIME TO STRIVE
GOD WAS TOUCHED AND MOVED BY THE FALL
AND SENT THE PELLUCID WATER ON THE EARTH
IT WAS JOY, SEASON AND LIFE FOR ALL
AND THE PLANET GOT A NEW BIRTH
AS DROPS OF THE DIVINE WATER SPLASHED ON THE LAND
THE EARTH WOKE UP WITH AN IMMORTAL BLESSING
WITH A BLOSSOM WOKE UP EVERY GRAIN OF SAND
LIFE WAS RFLECTED IN EVERY SURROUNDING
Poem: mum
YOU ARE THE RAY OF HOPE
IN THE DARKEST HOURS OF MY LIFE
YOU ARE THE FRIEND INSTILLING COURAGE
WHEN IT IS TIME TO STRIVE
YOU ARE THE SHOULDER TO CRY
WHEN MY HEART IS BRUISED
YOU ARE THE ONLY SUPPORTER
WHEN I AM ACCUSED
YOU ARE THE MOST HAPPIEST
WHEN I SUCCEED IN EVERY STEP
YOU ARE THE HELPING HAND
WHEN I FALL DOWN TO A DEPTH
YOU MAKE ME FEEL WANTED
WHEN I AM SHUNNED BY ALL
YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL
THE SUCCESS I ACHIEVE ON EVERY FALL
YOU ARE MY FAITH MY BELIEF
YOUR ARMS ARE A HEAVENLY BLISS
WHEN I RETIRE TO YOU TIRED OF THE WORLD
WHY DO I NEED ABOUT ANY ELSE BOTHER
FOR I HAVE MY MOTHER AND I NEED NO OTHER
IN THE DARKEST HOURS OF MY LIFE
YOU ARE THE FRIEND INSTILLING COURAGE
WHEN IT IS TIME TO STRIVE
YOU ARE THE SHOULDER TO CRY
WHEN MY HEART IS BRUISED
YOU ARE THE ONLY SUPPORTER
WHEN I AM ACCUSED
YOU ARE THE MOST HAPPIEST
WHEN I SUCCEED IN EVERY STEP
YOU ARE THE HELPING HAND
WHEN I FALL DOWN TO A DEPTH
YOU MAKE ME FEEL WANTED
WHEN I AM SHUNNED BY ALL
YOU ARE THE ONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL
THE SUCCESS I ACHIEVE ON EVERY FALL
YOU ARE MY FAITH MY BELIEF
YOUR ARMS ARE A HEAVENLY BLISS
WHEN I RETIRE TO YOU TIRED OF THE WORLD
WHY DO I NEED ABOUT ANY ELSE BOTHER
FOR I HAVE MY MOTHER AND I NEED NO OTHER
Love Untold
It was one of those crisp April mornings when the wispy sky reflected the happiness in the air. The sunshine and the spring gave a reason to smile. But how could she especially after what had happened yesterday. It had almost become a daily custom now. With a frown, not wanting to open her eyes, she lay still, recollecting the happenings of yesterday.
Nathan was a wannabe, a prize catch of the circuit. She was a glam doll herself but not as pulsating as Nathan. Gifted with striking features and coupled with brains there was no one you could draw parallels to with Nathan. He was the ad-man of the genre, extremely talented and always wanted. He was a man of sorts but not unblemished. The hitch was that he was of a very shy disposition. Akriti was just the opposite bold, dashing, and out-spoken. She dint ponder over things for a long time thus taking irrational decisions sometimes. She was however very vulnerable.
It had been one of the usual parties. Of late Akriti had noticed soon upon arrival Nathan would be driven away from her by a group of aspiring models or “important clientele”. He was too busy during the day too. Since she hadn’t worked after marriage she left over and lonely. He was that day too absorbed within a flicker of thought and was gone leaving her alone. At night they had had the same row of her being neglected. She was contemplating divorce now.
She got up and walked into the kitchen. He was not at home as usual. She found a note on the coffee table. Her heart skipped a beat as she unfolded the letter and read Nathan’s handwriting,
“Akriti-
Please read through. Yesterday night I had a dream. We were walking on a beautiful winding path around a river. We were enjoying the tranquility of the moment. It led to a mountain and we walked on. The road started becoming steeper and more difficult to tread through but we walked holding each other. At one juncture you saw a beautiful wild flower and asked me to get it for you. Going there and getting it for you would have cost me my life. You knew this but to test my love you said’ “if you love me get me the flower”. I dint get you the flower and I want to tell you why.
Its not that I loved my life more than you but it is because I wanted you to spend every living moment being happy and not add a single tear in your tomorrow. I want to give you a reason to smile. I want to hold your hand and journey through life. I want to look into your eyes and realize the beautiful dreams we saw together and turn them into reality. I want to love you more and get you everything that you ever wanted (except perhaps the flower).
I know I’ve not been able to give you much time lately but it was because I busy trying to fulfill all our dreams and make give you a better tomorrow. I wanted to give us a secure and comfortable future. I’ve realized how silly I’ve been. Maybe I should’ve told you before that the keys to our new car are in your drawer and I was busy trying to get the right color.
I love you a lot Akriti, you complete me and my world. You give me a reason to get up every morning. You add meaning to my life and make it more fruitful. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you and loving you more. I know I’ve been foolish and I’m sorry and now if you think you have forgiven me can you please open the door I’m standing there with our today’s eggs, bread and milk.”
Nathan was a wannabe, a prize catch of the circuit. She was a glam doll herself but not as pulsating as Nathan. Gifted with striking features and coupled with brains there was no one you could draw parallels to with Nathan. He was the ad-man of the genre, extremely talented and always wanted. He was a man of sorts but not unblemished. The hitch was that he was of a very shy disposition. Akriti was just the opposite bold, dashing, and out-spoken. She dint ponder over things for a long time thus taking irrational decisions sometimes. She was however very vulnerable.
It had been one of the usual parties. Of late Akriti had noticed soon upon arrival Nathan would be driven away from her by a group of aspiring models or “important clientele”. He was too busy during the day too. Since she hadn’t worked after marriage she left over and lonely. He was that day too absorbed within a flicker of thought and was gone leaving her alone. At night they had had the same row of her being neglected. She was contemplating divorce now.
She got up and walked into the kitchen. He was not at home as usual. She found a note on the coffee table. Her heart skipped a beat as she unfolded the letter and read Nathan’s handwriting,
“Akriti-
Please read through. Yesterday night I had a dream. We were walking on a beautiful winding path around a river. We were enjoying the tranquility of the moment. It led to a mountain and we walked on. The road started becoming steeper and more difficult to tread through but we walked holding each other. At one juncture you saw a beautiful wild flower and asked me to get it for you. Going there and getting it for you would have cost me my life. You knew this but to test my love you said’ “if you love me get me the flower”. I dint get you the flower and I want to tell you why.
Its not that I loved my life more than you but it is because I wanted you to spend every living moment being happy and not add a single tear in your tomorrow. I want to give you a reason to smile. I want to hold your hand and journey through life. I want to look into your eyes and realize the beautiful dreams we saw together and turn them into reality. I want to love you more and get you everything that you ever wanted (except perhaps the flower).
I know I’ve not been able to give you much time lately but it was because I busy trying to fulfill all our dreams and make give you a better tomorrow. I wanted to give us a secure and comfortable future. I’ve realized how silly I’ve been. Maybe I should’ve told you before that the keys to our new car are in your drawer and I was busy trying to get the right color.
I love you a lot Akriti, you complete me and my world. You give me a reason to get up every morning. You add meaning to my life and make it more fruitful. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you and loving you more. I know I’ve been foolish and I’m sorry and now if you think you have forgiven me can you please open the door I’m standing there with our today’s eggs, bread and milk.”
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