“I feel Green”
energetic, excited & happy.
Like a child just beginning life...
vibrant, enthusiastic & vulnerable.
Waiting to explore...
curious, aware & confused.
Waiting to reach out...
insatiable, insecure & hopeful.
Waiting to be rattled...
peaceful, content, unconscious.
I feel all this...
Well, AT TIMES!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
I AM READY...
I want to do something creative. Something constructive.
Something that leaves my legacy behind.
Not in the forms of my genes, my generation; but something that leaves an impression.
I know this is a just a thought. It needs to be executed.
As simple as this sentence seems, its execution my be difficult.
But I am ready to grind. I will take the risk.
It is something that cannot be undone. Something unusual, very rare...
But this is how it usually is.
I wish to go ahead with a single thought, simple belief, with all my vigour, unpreturbed devotion and unfailing actions.
I know its not easy...
But I am ready to dive in.
I am ready to take a plunge.
I am ready to make all efforts.
And give my 100 percent.
And not look back...
I am ready.
Something that leaves my legacy behind.
Not in the forms of my genes, my generation; but something that leaves an impression.
I know this is a just a thought. It needs to be executed.
As simple as this sentence seems, its execution my be difficult.
But I am ready to grind. I will take the risk.
It is something that cannot be undone. Something unusual, very rare...
But this is how it usually is.
I wish to go ahead with a single thought, simple belief, with all my vigour, unpreturbed devotion and unfailing actions.
I know its not easy...
But I am ready to dive in.
I am ready to take a plunge.
I am ready to make all efforts.
And give my 100 percent.
And not look back...
I am ready.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Done & Dusted!
what is done is dusted.
what is past is gone.
what exists is now.
and what is to come is tomorrow.
or is it already here???
what remains constant is change.
what remains the same is hope....
life at times seems like get, set & go!
for us, never to give up
and never to say a no!
what is past is gone.
what exists is now.
and what is to come is tomorrow.
or is it already here???
what remains constant is change.
what remains the same is hope....
life at times seems like get, set & go!
for us, never to give up
and never to say a no!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
you didnt understand...
you didnt understand...
I tear my heart open,
I sew myself shut.
My weakness is, that I care too much.
And my scars remind me,
that the past is real...
I tear my heart open,
just to feel.
I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you were drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassion's in my nature
I took a bold stand.
But you didn't understand.
I tried to help you again
Against my own advice
Cause you were still drowning in the water
This time I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
You did see that
And you did understand!
It was time for you to take a bold stand
But then
you didn't understand.
& you didn't understand...
An adaptation from Song "Scars" (Write-Up by and credits to Papa Roach)
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I tear my heart open,
I sew myself shut.
My weakness is, that I care too much.
And my scars remind me,
that the past is real...
I tear my heart open,
just to feel.
I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you were drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassion's in my nature
I took a bold stand.
But you didn't understand.
I tried to help you again
Against my own advice
Cause you were still drowning in the water
This time I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
You did see that
And you did understand!
It was time for you to take a bold stand
But then
you didn't understand.
& you didn't understand...
An adaptation from Song "Scars" (Write-Up by and credits to Papa Roach)
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Saturday, April 10, 2010
Heights
I want to go.
I want to go up there, and reach the heights.
Height so high that I may have to look down to the world and just smile back!
But I still want to keep my feet placed firmly on the ground.
In other words, I want to grow in height
And not fly high!
As I said earlier, I just want to rise
high and high...
meet the clouds
and kiss the sun!!!
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I want to go up there, and reach the heights.
Height so high that I may have to look down to the world and just smile back!
But I still want to keep my feet placed firmly on the ground.
In other words, I want to grow in height
And not fly high!
As I said earlier, I just want to rise
high and high...
meet the clouds
and kiss the sun!!!
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Wednesday, April 7, 2010
A bird flies in...
A bird flies in my room.
Beautiful and full of life,
It chirps and sings!
After a while,
It searches for a way out.
I open all my windows to let it fly.
It does...
As I watch her fly out,
I quietly hope
That it will fly back in again!
And never go out!
I wish to wake up each day with Her...
And the pleasant song its sang and touched my ears
The one that humbled my soul for years and years!!!
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Beautiful and full of life,
It chirps and sings!
After a while,
It searches for a way out.
I open all my windows to let it fly.
It does...
As I watch her fly out,
I quietly hope
That it will fly back in again!
And never go out!
I wish to wake up each day with Her...
And the pleasant song its sang and touched my ears
The one that humbled my soul for years and years!!!
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Monday, January 11, 2010
Money Matters!!!
No matter how deep I dig my hands into my pocket, they come out empty handed!
When I open my wallet, it smiles back - rather laughs - at me like an old man without any teeth!
I find a piece of plastic! With renewed zest, I go to the ATM (most Indians call it Any Time Machine not Automated Teller whatever!), enter the amount that has to come out, and all that I hear is a long beep!
I feel pitiful, like a teenager deprived of some A-Grade stuff by the over-smart and over-intelligent Indian Censor Board!
I come out, look up at the Yellow Street Light that barely overcomes the darkness of the night. I feel sorry for it; so does it, I guess, on me! And I wait for the morning sun to rise! But its cloudy out here! The Met Department confirms the same!!!
I go back to bed, pretend to be asleep, hoping I will sleep soon! And that my dreams will surround me soon!
And then...
I dont want to wake up again...
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When I open my wallet, it smiles back - rather laughs - at me like an old man without any teeth!
I find a piece of plastic! With renewed zest, I go to the ATM (most Indians call it Any Time Machine not Automated Teller whatever!), enter the amount that has to come out, and all that I hear is a long beep!
I feel pitiful, like a teenager deprived of some A-Grade stuff by the over-smart and over-intelligent Indian Censor Board!
I come out, look up at the Yellow Street Light that barely overcomes the darkness of the night. I feel sorry for it; so does it, I guess, on me! And I wait for the morning sun to rise! But its cloudy out here! The Met Department confirms the same!!!
I go back to bed, pretend to be asleep, hoping I will sleep soon! And that my dreams will surround me soon!
And then...
I dont want to wake up again...
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Questions?
WHEN I LAY MY HEAD DOWN AT NIGHT THE QUESTIONS OF LIFE, LOVE, WORK, FRIENDS, THE WORLD IN GENERAL SEEM TO OVERWHELM ME. Ramblings are getting louder and more cluttered in my head. The thoughts, the emotions are flooding my soul and I can't control them anymore. How to contain the raging waters?
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