Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Conveniently compromised

Every year we set a few goals, few of them practically achievable, few a bit difficult...But beyond our efforts (or the lack of it) we end up achieving none or hardly some...But we don't stop dreaming nor do we start working!
At this juncture, a realization has dawned upon me slowly but steadily that when we dream, we don't actually aim for it; somewhere behind, deep in our mind we are aware that it is a dream not a desire! So how do we start desiring?
We always knew how to desire for something, right from our childhood days; either while vying for the chocolates in the fridge ;) or while aiming for the coveted class monitor position :P....
Materialistic desires are powered by our conscious mind, they are substantial and can be imagined of.  Dreams may be set high, but our mind doesn't create the required craving for achieving it...
So stop dreaming, start visualizing and keep working!

On a last note I would like to present a poem I wrote;
Dream big, big is good;
But think even bigger,bigger is better;
Dreams live in your head,
But desire lives in the path you tread,
Caution is not a thing to follow,Passion would do the job :):)


Saturday, July 30, 2011

Simple thoughts....

Quantify love, a curious child asked her mom...You said that I have to count the pencils in my box every afternoon at school to make sure I have all of them...You said that time was important and should not be wasted, you talk to me in terms of minutes and hours, while I can't remember my last second. You say you love me, I ask you just one thing show me your love, just like you show me the nouns in my english textbook; count your love for me just like you teach me how 2 times 3 is equal to 3 times 2, I want to make sure our equations match, I don't want to love you less than how much you love me.....If I fall short teach me how to increase my love, teach me to love.....I know you would teach me to live, but I want to learn love :)

Friday, July 22, 2011

Things left unsaid...

Every drop of tear, every laughter you hear, every spark in you, makes you feel new....
Every confession made,every promise made, they all just mean that memories don't fade.....

Words are just a part of something bigger, something deeper; while some things are beyond words... 
Sometimes just when you feel happy you may want to cry, have you ever given it a try?

Those lines I'd love to say, but I'm rather scared today,may be I ll find another wordless way or just another day....
 I finish my speech, yet there are things left unsaid ;they were worth the words but beyond their meaning.... 
Let them remain so, they would follow everywhere you go....

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Tears

I cry
but my cheeks are dry
May be its my heart crying...
I fear
when nobody is near
May be it takes courage... 
I speak
when I feel weak
May be words heal better...
I mourn
when I lose my own
May be this is how death feels...
I pray
when I want good
May be everyone should....

Pray for everyone who loses a life or a loved one in terrorist activities across the world...
Mumbai can heal...But the scars would remain like everytime...
Its not fear but anger that keeps the mumbaikars determined to fight.My prayers to them...

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Simply Pompous :)

As the evening breeze blows of all the dry lawn leaves,it sets forth a rhythm: flowers and plants and huge trees all sway .....to my naive eyes they seems like kindergarden kids nodding to a common rhyme :)
Sometimes being simple might seem difficult but thinking simple is not....So I am on a mision to unlearn what I learn in college - to make things complicated and to look them from a rigid perspective...When I shed this rigid outlook I hope the cocoon falls off to reveal a simple yet beautiful butterfly.When this butterfly emerges in my thoughts it should fly free and hopefully it should influence my thinking :)
Now while I finish writing this I am searching for words to make up a simple poem but all I get are complicated words - all thanks to the GRE ... Hope I understand the simplicity of the language and its flow instead of learning wordlists; but can we escape the system :P ??? So let me unlearn those words and get back to you with a simple and interesting article soon...Bbyee...

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Uninvited Joking....

Clairvoyance is not my forte - I cannot interpret the unsaid, so I just make up something to say assuming the unsaid ;) ....
When it comes to intercepting conversations which have nothing to do with me , nor do I have anything to do with it, I take a parallel path! Why not waste a few PJs on a seemingly boring topic and lift up the mood...sometimes this ends up horribly wrong! The task of foreseeing people's reaction to a PJ is a daunting one,not that I care to do it...So the minute I feel let out of a topic I just intervene with a dash of poetic(or otherwise) PJs or add-ons , and thus bask in the conversational glory (or wrath :P) for a few minutes and exit quietly !!!
Seemingly innocuous, this does invite a few glares (especially from strangers in the group :P) and if there are elders conversing you might end up with an advice or two about being serious :P !!! But that is the fun part,right?

My say on this:
When you are ready to Dare,
Why fear a Glare,
You have jokes to Share,
They should be laid Bare,
Don't mind when they Stare,
As if you Care,
Just remember this: You are no Tupperware :P !!!!!!!




P.s (or p.j): The last line does not publicize any product...It is completely intentional to make you realize that you are no 'Plastic' though it might sound drastic....

Omg...me and my poetic tongue :P can babble forever...so to save me from further embarrassment: Bye... :D

Monday, May 9, 2011

Rendezvous with green canopy....

Whats more beautiful than nature? I cherish my rare and precious moments with nature...I have some special pics to share here from my recent rendezvous.....
Foliage perfect 

I am not alone

Filled yet empty

I call it: GOD AND MAN

Order and life

Hazy archives

reflections

Stunning Symmetry

Brooch for the skies

Cotton candy

Filled spaces


Wheres the sun?

pleasant crowd


close and up

Reaching 4 d skies

flippant fragrance