I have a dream;
a dream to run in parallel with my life,
surfeited with too many expectations, hopes, and desires.
Everything going in right direction,
And crowning me with the jewel of a perfect man.
Suddenly life becomes vulnerable,
Someone hitting hard, some hitting softly,
Some appears spontaneous, some appears preplanned;
And a strong animosity develops.
Life getting bewildered by unknown reasons.
The dream I lost
And the pleasure of fancied dreams vanishes into oblivion.
For the moment I find an outsider in my own world of dreams.
Let me take an oath,
An oath to confine my dreams within myself;
An oath to fulfill it at my risk.
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March 13, 2008
Up A Blind Alley
Satisfaction! The buzzword everywhere
Whether it comes to our life, workplace,
Or
Even when we cry for physical satiation.
Have we achieved it?
Or, is there any amiss from our side?
Our desires rampantly see-saw our balance.
Do we need to be jejune or still fighting with fuddy-buddy?
A perfect time-a perfect start;
Develop yourself from the small acorn of passion…
into a great rooted tree.
A leader’s job is to look into the future,
Don’t be satisfied with the world God has created.
Create your own world…
Whether it comes to our life, workplace,
Or
Even when we cry for physical satiation.
Have we achieved it?
Or, is there any amiss from our side?
Our desires rampantly see-saw our balance.
Do we need to be jejune or still fighting with fuddy-buddy?
A perfect time-a perfect start;
Develop yourself from the small acorn of passion…
into a great rooted tree.
A leader’s job is to look into the future,
Don’t be satisfied with the world God has created.
Create your own world…
The lost life!
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
It all begins with an infatuation, a foolish passion;
with words sworn for each other.
But it passes off like a weekend break in our life
and the loving souls head for the next destination.
Is it a routine practice or a flash of lure?
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
Suddenly our eyes abhor each other;
and the thread holding us get loosened,
and we encounter an end in our relations.
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
People living an egoistic style,
Surfeited with too much commitments,
And we feel abacked by our decisions.
It may be our fault or yours.
But a commitment is needed,
A true commitment to live, love, hate, quarrel and miss.
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
Never say I love you…
It all begins with an infatuation, a foolish passion;
with words sworn for each other.
But it passes off like a weekend break in our life
and the loving souls head for the next destination.
Is it a routine practice or a flash of lure?
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
Suddenly our eyes abhor each other;
and the thread holding us get loosened,
and we encounter an end in our relations.
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
People living an egoistic style,
Surfeited with too much commitments,
And we feel abacked by our decisions.
It may be our fault or yours.
But a commitment is needed,
A true commitment to live, love, hate, quarrel and miss.
Never say I miss you…
Never say I love you…
The Weeping World
Smile at your nadir!
Gone out from our vision.
A lost world, a sans smile population
Engaged in daily routines.
But men never cared for magic ‘Smile’.
The Smile, which can’t be begged, bought, borrowed or stolen…
The Smile, which costs nothing but creates much…
An animosity in the human world
Which seems perilous for the coming generation?
So what’s the difference
If our entire smiles are swept by our deeds or Tsunami?
Tsunami, the men who make it happen
Happening in a flash
And the memory of it will last forever….
If nature is to decide our smile
Nobody needs a smile so much as those who have none left to give.
As the action speaks louder than the words,
Let us not challenge the fiery nature….
Let us enjoy permanent bliss…
So Keep smiling…
Gone out from our vision.
A lost world, a sans smile population
Engaged in daily routines.
But men never cared for magic ‘Smile’.
The Smile, which can’t be begged, bought, borrowed or stolen…
The Smile, which costs nothing but creates much…
An animosity in the human world
Which seems perilous for the coming generation?
So what’s the difference
If our entire smiles are swept by our deeds or Tsunami?
Tsunami, the men who make it happen
Happening in a flash
And the memory of it will last forever….
If nature is to decide our smile
Nobody needs a smile so much as those who have none left to give.
As the action speaks louder than the words,
Let us not challenge the fiery nature….
Let us enjoy permanent bliss…
So Keep smiling…
The Man at last!
Suddenly the Richter scale vibrated,
And the buildings lost their foundations, roads divided in twos;
And a complete silence prevailed.
Nothing to loose, nothing to gain,
Yes, it was an Earthquake, a war by nature against man-kind;
In the moments the Earth swallowed the man-kind.
Should we blame the fiery nature or mankind?
Riots, a curse on our deeds;
A living example of human beings’ wrong deeds,
People contending on the issue of religions,
Thousands butchered, raped and disabled;
Should we blame the system or mankind?
Flood, yet an another devastation;
The whole area ducked creating another chaos.
The system fought, struggled against the nature and bounced back;
Should we blame the God or mankind?
Yes it is what we call Gujarat.
Gujarat-a place of all deeds,
A center of learning, a center of business.
Still being tested year after year.
Has it been a routine work or is there any full stop?
Or is there another cataclysm?
As the action speaks louder than the words
Let us not challenge the fiery nature…
We need to overhaul ourselves…
And the buildings lost their foundations, roads divided in twos;
And a complete silence prevailed.
Nothing to loose, nothing to gain,
Yes, it was an Earthquake, a war by nature against man-kind;
In the moments the Earth swallowed the man-kind.
Should we blame the fiery nature or mankind?
Riots, a curse on our deeds;
A living example of human beings’ wrong deeds,
People contending on the issue of religions,
Thousands butchered, raped and disabled;
Should we blame the system or mankind?
Flood, yet an another devastation;
The whole area ducked creating another chaos.
The system fought, struggled against the nature and bounced back;
Should we blame the God or mankind?
Yes it is what we call Gujarat.
Gujarat-a place of all deeds,
A center of learning, a center of business.
Still being tested year after year.
Has it been a routine work or is there any full stop?
Or is there another cataclysm?
As the action speaks louder than the words
Let us not challenge the fiery nature…
We need to overhaul ourselves…
The Dwindling Journey
Coming along with the ombros and vanishing for the others
It shows the sacrifice, its greatness.
Penetrating the tiny holes of earth,
Helping the underground world,
It energizes the earth with its nourishment.
It results into a sea after losing its identity.
It shows the sign of unity,
It is small but reveals a true portrait of life.
Is it what rain drops are all about?
It does not matter, it follows its journey;
It follows its destination.
Oh! my restless rain drops,
We are convinced that you belong to us.
Let us forget this madness.
You are my life and its joy.
We need you always.
It shows the sacrifice, its greatness.
Penetrating the tiny holes of earth,
Helping the underground world,
It energizes the earth with its nourishment.
It results into a sea after losing its identity.
It shows the sign of unity,
It is small but reveals a true portrait of life.
Is it what rain drops are all about?
It does not matter, it follows its journey;
It follows its destination.
Oh! my restless rain drops,
We are convinced that you belong to us.
Let us forget this madness.
You are my life and its joy.
We need you always.
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