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This one is for you Dad!

This is for that one man whom I love the most in this world! That one man who had been my first inspiration, my first hero, my first idol, the first super human being I had known and my first love! Yesterday was his b’day and as usual, I couldn’t post this write up yesterday as I wanted to write something very very special for him! I wanted to take my own time in doing that J He completely deserves it! This special man in my life is my dad, my dad who had always been with me in whatever I did! True he did that in his own ways but I love you dad! Whatever I am today is just and just because of you and nobody on this whole planet can ever take your place! You gave me life, You gave me existence... You gave me my individuality, You gave me my originality... You gave me much more than what you could afford, You gave me your selfless love, warmth and so much more... You gave me your peace of mind, You gave me your sleeps of night... You gave up your dreams to fulfill mine, Yo

Standing on a rotten iron bridge...

Standing on a rotten iron bridge, Watching the rushing and hastening traffic… Lost in my own petite world, Lost in my own stupid dreams… I felt I am somewhere on top of this earth, Watching it in full motion underneath… Everybody is in a rush to reach somewhere, Am I the only one who’s still and static here? I felt our planet is revolving around something, In the same way we were taught while schooling… I felt as if earth has a mission to achieve, And that’s why she is in such a hurry…. To finish a round around sun in a year, To spin around 360 degrees in 24 hrs! Yes, she definitely has a mission to accomplish, And that is why she is in such a swift rush… But where is all this traffic rushing to, Chasing and leaving each other behind… I wanted to know why is everyone in such a scurry, That nobody has a moment to wait and look around… Look around this life we had been given, Enjoy the silence and beauty of our existence! Why is everybody al

When sobs convert into shrieks...

When sobs convert into shrieks, That’s the time when you are free… Free from the pain that ached in the heart, Free from the pain that gave birth to the sobs… When tears convert into groan, That’s the time when you are librated… Librated from the sting of pain, Librated from the tears that rained… Sobbing is not an option to find peace, Shedding tears is not going to get you relieved… Relieved of the pain that made your heart upset, That caused the twinge and made your soul ache… Let your sobs convert into shriek, Let them flow outside your body… Let your tears convert into groan, That’s the way they are going to leave your soul…

Flying in the sky of hopes

Finally I am flying in the sky of hopes, I was confined and stuck in pessimism’s bog... That tried to confine me in the swamp of obscurity, Making me believe that there is no hope and no clarity... But before I could sink in that dark sludge, My soul gave me hope to get out of that mud... I thought why not to endeavor once more, Stitching back my wings of confidence that were once tore... And then I decided to fly very high, I was not succeeded in just one try... I had to attempt several times, I had challenged my heart, soul and mind... And then one day I was up in the sky, Leaving behind the swamp in which I was confined... The dark swamp that’s filled with mud of negativity, It pulls you in and traps you in the web of obscurity... So never let your wings of confidence be tore, They can help you fly high in the sky of hope...

Begging my mind not to ditch my meager heart!

Another thought of mine: I feel at times, I have a war going on within me somewhere, My mind and heart are always in a sort of conflict… My mind ignores everything my heart believes in, And my heart never agrees to the things that mind deems… Though my inner soul is always on my heart’s side, Because it knows it is pure, unselfish and kind… Mind play games and give suggestions by being egocentric, So, my soul trust my heart as it knows it’s not egoistic… But I guess my decision making glands lay within my brain, That’s why my mind has the power to influence them without any pain… My poor heart has limited power to approach my soul, Request it to be selfless and keeps on reminding it about its role… My mind has a tendency to disregard these feelings, I feel the only thing my mind loves in the world is me… I wish my brain become amicable with my heart someday, then for taking wrong decisions, I will not have to pay… But if it happens, then how wil

The velvety icing on the top of cupcakes

One more weird thought originated from my weird brain! Below it is:) The velvety icing on the top of cupcakes , Looks like thrill on the top of happiness … The cream froth floating in a cup of coffee, Looks like our hopes floating in the ocean of obscurity … The brownie dipped in the melting chocolate sauce , Looks like a person getting tough in the searing difficulties … The small chips on the top of an enormous muffin , Looks like small moments of happiness in one’s life span … Let us make our happiness more exciting with the icing of thrill , Make sure your hopes keep floating in the ocean of uncertainties , Leave yourself to get strong in the boiling sea of pain and troubles, Do not forget to add the small chips of happiness on your life’s muffin… Keep smiling alwaz and stay blessed J

Walking through the forbidden aisle

Walking through the forbidden aisle, No idea, I covered how many miles... They warned me not to go that side, Still my mind wanted me to take that ride... Its not that I am extra brave, For doing forbidden things, my soul always craves... Its not that I was just not scared, But that's something, beyond fear I had to dare... To wander in the forbidden land, Wanted to feel and touch its soul and sand... I am happy I went on that road, Discovered the meaning of satisfaction in that mode Walking through the forbidden aisle, No idea, I covered how many miles...

Just a Hello:)

So, I am back after a hibernation phase of around a week:) No, I was definitely not resting! That is one luxury which is not made for me (or rather for which I am not made for!) or it will be more apt to say that it is a luxury which I just can't afford due to my super hyperactive brain!!! Anyways, I was unable to pen down anything from last few days as I was busy with the maddening thing of job change! Oh I tell you its super tiring... I mean the paper work, finishing the documents, dealing with tension, stress, getting acquainted with the new people, new job, new place! But finally I am over it so I am happy:D (n here comes my 1000 watt smile!) But I know coming weeks (probably it can stretch to months as well!) are going to be super hectic for me as I have a lot to learn and I am going to give myself to it completely! So, lets hope I am able to write regularly because when I don't do that, I start feeling guilty:( And I hate to deal with that! I have to give so many exc

The amazing one:)

Where is the promised treasure?

Sharing another weird thought originated from my weird mind! Sitting on the stack of worries, Sneaking behind at the pile of memories… Facing the mountain of challenges, Wondering if life is all about these things… To dig the heap of tensions, To want the old days back… To plan to achieve the ambitions, That’s it we have to place on our life’s rack? Where are the things we dreamt about, The clouds of happiness and pleasure… The fog of peace and a life without doubts, Then, where is the promised treasure? Keep smiling and stay blessed:)

Dreams of a little girl

I got this weird thought today morning that how the fairies and angels of our dreams in youth gets subtlety converted into ghosts of ambitions in this journey of life! Dreams of a little girl, To shine in this world... The fairies of her expectation, Took her for a ride to the world’s ocean... The angels of her hope, Too joined her in this elope... Where there was only joy, pleasure and fun, They forgot to introduce her to the ghost of ambitions... Which was to chase her for the rest of her life, She’ll have to deal with her expectations & ambitions in strife... Only if she’d been taught to create a balance, It would have so easy for her to handle... Dreams of a little girl, Now replaced with the ambitions! Keep smiling and stay blessed:)

Monsters within us!

Our Society, our movies and the rotten hypocrisy!

Yesterday finally I got to watch Cocktail (I know I am late... I am very late, ok...ok... super late!!!)... But this post is not about the movie review so I am safe:D Its about the connotation that this movie has drawn with our society's hypocrisy! When I saw the trailers of this movie back in July, I really thought this one to be different, to be youth centric! I thought finally we got a movie which could portray a strong character like that of Veronica in a positive sense! But alas, I was completely disappointed by the way the whole Veronica character was portrayed in the movie!!! This movie has once again established the decades old rotten subtext, the prejudice which prevails in our society that girls who wear salwar suit, pray in front of a Deity's statue, make biryani are the only ones eligible to get married to! This movie has also been made on the same decayed notion that girls like Veronica are only to screw and not to get married to! Phew... I cant explain how m

Rainbow: My Colorful Swing!

I have always been in love with Rainbows probably 'coz of all the colors it imbibe in such a beautiful and patterned manner! Just a glance of a Rainbow is enough to bring a smile on my face, it just gets me conveyed to my world of dreams! I wrote few lines on it, hope you like them: Have you ever dreamt of sliding on a rainbow’s slope?, Have you ever dreamt of dangling there with a rope?... How amazing it would have been, If Rainbow would have been a swing... How amazing the fun it would be to slide on a rainbow’s slope, Even after falling in the bucket of clouds, the fun won’t stop... Such a colorful swing it would have been, It looks like the outer shell of a pumpkin... If only I could fix this rainbow swing in my garden, To enter my dream world, it would have been my weapon... I would glide and slide on this rainbow of mine, I wouldn’t stop even for a small fraction of time... Keep Smiling and Stay Blessed!

I don't want to climb the stairs!

I am feeling a bit grown up from last few days L I feel mature and kind of an adult! Though I am trying hard to ignore and overlook these feelings by listening to Bryan Adam’s evergreen # 18 till I die! But even that is not helping me this time L I wrote few lines based on these emotions: I feel like standing at the half way of life, I feel like being in the middle of strife... I wish I could go back in time, But something keeps me pushing upstairs to climb... How badly I wish to go downstairs far from worries, But when I look back, there is only a fog of memories... How badly I resist climbing upstairs, Where I will have to witness life’s mature face... I wish I could go down and live my childhood days, Which were filled with all the colors apart from grey... I just do not wish to reach the end of this passage, ‘coz I don’t know who all will remain with me in this voyage... I wish these stairs to be endless, I don’t wanna face what’s there at the en