heaven showed a gloomy mood as I asked a permission to get in.
No grudges, had a glitch of isolated mob with fonts similar.
with the fear & gloom of getting in or out of the gate,
we hold hands to shred the scene of being unfamiliar.
had they made us stand for some more wait,
the most familiar of unknown faces had wackyness of blue..
the social animal had socialism carried in eternity,
just the pose of expression changed.
now the fear had glimpses of getting parted,
the entry gate had question mark of no real face..
only the mob at the gate of heaven made it understand
the searching heaven in hell with social glare...!!!
Monday, February 1, 2010
not just lonely..!!
like the flies of rain,
pain of birth carried till demise.
'twas not the chandelier of happy nines,
but giggles often broke the gloomy ice..!!
had the fame of love started flaunting its shades,
the dusk of Brida had been a dawn..
with tattered chair in the lawn,
my lamp of love fumed just on wicks...!!
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
why did I actually cried..??
Paddling my cycle to school,
was a fish of ocean trapped in a pool.
Returning, I had a lession in my mind,
when a girl in rags diverted my sight.
Recalling the Moral science decided to give her free education ,
on the sheldon's side, dreamt of prized appreciation.
as the newspapers would say 'young child's effort to educate nation'
the idea flew in and was awake whole night.
unlike all the days, i left bed early and paddeled to her house.,
the croud assembeled at the place gave a frown on my eyebrows...
Alas..!! she died few hrs ago, as a car hit her crossing the lane,
I saw the headlines fading in vain..
people thought I cried because she died ...really..??
Even I dont know what was my real pain..!!
was a fish of ocean trapped in a pool.
Returning, I had a lession in my mind,
when a girl in rags diverted my sight.
Recalling the Moral science decided to give her free education ,
on the sheldon's side, dreamt of prized appreciation.
as the newspapers would say 'young child's effort to educate nation'
the idea flew in and was awake whole night.
unlike all the days, i left bed early and paddeled to her house.,
the croud assembeled at the place gave a frown on my eyebrows...
Alas..!! she died few hrs ago, as a car hit her crossing the lane,
I saw the headlines fading in vain..
people thought I cried because she died ...really..??
Even I dont know what was my real pain..!!
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Failure or sublime image of forthcomming smile ...!!
This post is not exactly any story or point on for a single matter, this is just the feeling of a mind that creeps in while I am the least busy person in the whole world. So don’t expect any actual point as “center of mass” in this post.
When I was in sixth standard, I read a poem by Emily Dickinson titled “Success is counted the sweetest”, I never understood the true meaning of this poem till I faced a failure in my life. I pray that no one faces any failure but to know the real taste of success it is very necessary to be unsuccessful for at least once. A person who has always topped in school, high school, college can he ever understand what is the real happiness of being the topper..?? No..!! But If I get good result after I failed in the last one then that happiness can’t be compared with any other.
This was a mere example but in life we face many forms of examinations, many tests. But sometimes I think how far is this statement verified..! This statement actually calls for a real optimist person in life.
A person who associates the betrayal of his girl friend with a thread, ”its good that she left right now, at least she didn’t betray me after being really late” . May be some people thinks it a height of optimism but I say it a gud thinking, bcoz now that he has realized the real scene, in this state if some one who really loves him enters his life then he would be much more happy than what he was earlier. It just bcoz he has seen a failure.
In other words its good to se some of the instances as being unsuccessful because that brings in the capability of being a true person who has seen all experiences. The only way what was shown to the Great Ashoka was a thought given to him that, “Till the time you continue with only victories, you can’t be a good leader. To become a great leader you should know what is the taste of defeats”. A person who wins after losing something can only know the real price of that win.
It may appear to be a merely good excuse of consoling self, but whenever I feel like am being unsuccessful, I never get depressed or frustrated, instead I get a small smily curve on my lips imagining the day when I would beat this day of failure. I get an eagerness of being much more successful just to be Happy one more time, as last time I was when I tasted my success after I failed.
This is my way, wonder how you all tackle with this situation..??
When I was in sixth standard, I read a poem by Emily Dickinson titled “Success is counted the sweetest”, I never understood the true meaning of this poem till I faced a failure in my life. I pray that no one faces any failure but to know the real taste of success it is very necessary to be unsuccessful for at least once. A person who has always topped in school, high school, college can he ever understand what is the real happiness of being the topper..?? No..!! But If I get good result after I failed in the last one then that happiness can’t be compared with any other.
This was a mere example but in life we face many forms of examinations, many tests. But sometimes I think how far is this statement verified..! This statement actually calls for a real optimist person in life.
A person who associates the betrayal of his girl friend with a thread, ”its good that she left right now, at least she didn’t betray me after being really late” . May be some people thinks it a height of optimism but I say it a gud thinking, bcoz now that he has realized the real scene, in this state if some one who really loves him enters his life then he would be much more happy than what he was earlier. It just bcoz he has seen a failure.
In other words its good to se some of the instances as being unsuccessful because that brings in the capability of being a true person who has seen all experiences. The only way what was shown to the Great Ashoka was a thought given to him that, “Till the time you continue with only victories, you can’t be a good leader. To become a great leader you should know what is the taste of defeats”. A person who wins after losing something can only know the real price of that win.
It may appear to be a merely good excuse of consoling self, but whenever I feel like am being unsuccessful, I never get depressed or frustrated, instead I get a small smily curve on my lips imagining the day when I would beat this day of failure. I get an eagerness of being much more successful just to be Happy one more time, as last time I was when I tasted my success after I failed.
This is my way, wonder how you all tackle with this situation..??
Monday, March 9, 2009
Liquor brings back light to Gandhi EYES..!!
Neither I am a typical follower of Gandhi nor does my list of people whom I idealise gives any static place to Vijay Mallya. But still this matter of latest international peace concern leaves me with countless feelings of mixed emotions. As stated in the New York Times,"The happy Bollywood to the high drama surrounding the $1.8 million Mohandas Gandhi auction just might have been too good to be true. "But i mean REALLY...??
If In anycase we need to visit any government run organisation, the only thing that we find common in all apart from CORRUPTION is the big frame of Mahatma Gandhi hanging high on the wall with an old almost faded garland round it. the frame is regularly
cleaned on every Oct 2nd. All politicians atleats talks a lot of Gandhian ethics and paths he followed.But a few days before when James Otis declared the auction of Gandhi's goods like His spectacles,his sleepers and his Only machine the "Watch", there was no hussling even in the govt. to bring back the goods. The Minister of Culture, Ambika Soni was making statements like,"we are discussing the issue and will come out with some result soon", a day before the auction. how can any one at such a post be so irresponsible to make such statements. and the sad part is that we select such ministers.
A disguise or fate but The Buiseness Tycoon Vijay Mallaya, the emperor of the world of Liquor., took step and bought back the items. Even though Ambika Soni was cunning enough to claim a margin of credit for this on her ministry but was straightly denied by Mallaya. so is this the time when keeping alive Gandhian memoirs seeks dependence of liquor money. I think this is the least what Gandhi would have ever thought. But the matter to really understand is that what is the scenario speaking.,"bad Gandhi Karma".
NO., the message can also be that its after 60 yrs of the time, the demand is to run with the world with all sovereignism but at own terms.,what Mallaya is doing. the suppy to demand i s the rule of world and so far as it is legal, why not to rule the field like him. but also to understand the responsibility and heart felt emotions with almost all that needs it. I think Gandhi would not mind that. :)
But still the question remains same, should we laugh on the role of Govt. or should we apologise for selecting such people to run the nation, or should we be happy with the happy ending of this real melodrama and thank Mallaya.?
Am speechless... I hope any one can suggest better...
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