Why do we lose ourselves,
When the going gets tough,
Why dont we stay as One Self,
When the Life gets rough.
What is that differs,
Ordinary from Greats,
The Former ---- Always breaks,
The latter always makes.
It all lies inside the Mind,
It all lies inside the Heart,
But the most important,
It lies inside your self - Belief
The Former not only thinks,
But, believe, they can't.
The Latter only believes,
That, they can
Easy to say, Harder to do,
Well, I guess its the only thing to do,
To remove someone lying between,
The --- Former & Latter --- As You.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Jealousy
Can you guess what it is,
How it comes and where it is,
Small is the word, hard is the meaning,
No-one can conquer, everyone is leaning
You may be a pious one,
Untouched by this feeling,
But trust me, somewhere, someone,
Is always there to make you, The One.
The One, who somewhere in his heart,
Always consider, the other, a thwart,
The One, who suddenly feels uneasy,
When, the other, scores very easy.
Why are we jealous of others,
Why can't we live with normal beings,
What do we get by defeating others,
Together, we could do many useful things.
One laughs and The One is happy,
One laughs and The One is sad,
Why is there so much difference,
Perhaps only one knows - the Reference.
O' God, Please help man,
To come out of this feeling,
We just require peace of mind,
Just be simple and Be Kind.
How it comes and where it is,
Small is the word, hard is the meaning,
No-one can conquer, everyone is leaning
You may be a pious one,
Untouched by this feeling,
But trust me, somewhere, someone,
Is always there to make you, The One.
The One, who somewhere in his heart,
Always consider, the other, a thwart,
The One, who suddenly feels uneasy,
When, the other, scores very easy.
Why are we jealous of others,
Why can't we live with normal beings,
What do we get by defeating others,
Together, we could do many useful things.
One laughs and The One is happy,
One laughs and The One is sad,
Why is there so much difference,
Perhaps only one knows - the Reference.
O' God, Please help man,
To come out of this feeling,
We just require peace of mind,
Just be simple and Be Kind.
Lessons I learnt
When nothing goes right,
Everything goes wrong,
Sit back for a while,
And Try, try to smile.
For you can mould your life,
or else - destroy it,
Bravo to those who meet challenges,
And never say, "I quit".
Giving love without any want,
Taking pain without any gain,
For what else are we here for,
Make this world, better than before.
Good actions never go waste,
Only thing, you may have to wait,
My dear, here nothing goes with you,
You are under him & He will bestow you.
Never mind if you are alone,
Never mind if you are not called for,
Do your best, and give off best,
The Supreme will do for you, the Rest.
Giving to others always gives a pleasure,
Impossible, Improbable, Impertinent to measure,
Never take off anyone's smile,
Even if it is for a while.
Always keep your heart as pure,
No thing in this world should it lure.
Feel the Air, Feel the Sky,
Always they tell us, "C'me on Try",
Make a jump, take a leap,
Dont waste moments to weep,
Try, till the last ounce of your blood,
You may be soaked in the mud of defeat,
But keep in mind the three things :
Grit, Determination and Dedication,
Success always gives them ---------- Affirmation
Everything goes wrong,
Sit back for a while,
And Try, try to smile.
For you can mould your life,
or else - destroy it,
Bravo to those who meet challenges,
And never say, "I quit".
Giving love without any want,
Taking pain without any gain,
For what else are we here for,
Make this world, better than before.
Good actions never go waste,
Only thing, you may have to wait,
My dear, here nothing goes with you,
You are under him & He will bestow you.
Never mind if you are alone,
Never mind if you are not called for,
Do your best, and give off best,
The Supreme will do for you, the Rest.
Giving to others always gives a pleasure,
Impossible, Improbable, Impertinent to measure,
Never take off anyone's smile,
Even if it is for a while.
Always keep your heart as pure,
No thing in this world should it lure.
Feel the Air, Feel the Sky,
Always they tell us, "C'me on Try",
Make a jump, take a leap,
Dont waste moments to weep,
Try, till the last ounce of your blood,
You may be soaked in the mud of defeat,
But keep in mind the three things :
Grit, Determination and Dedication,
Success always gives them ---------- Affirmation
Friday, October 3, 2008
An Innocent Story
There are times when you do things which you don’t know why you are doing but then you know that you had to do it. Because that was the right thing to do.
This story is about a 9 year old kid named Shyam. He was a brilliant boy and like his counterparts enjoyed each moment that the wall clock produced.
He had 2 crushes in his life : One was cricket and the other one was his cute pomerian breeder puppy, named Bryan.
As you say it, when it has to happen it will happen in one way or the other. And the same happened to Shyam too. One fine day when he woke up from his bed, the first and foremost thing which he looks for was no where to be seen. (Of course I am talking about Bryan)
By the time of breakfast there was enough hue and cry in the house that even our MP's(Note : It is not Madhya Pradesh by any means) would think of competition in Parliament.
Post 10:00 everyone was in the lookout of the precious crush of Shyam. Photographs of the puppy was distributed to the searching persons. Each nook and each corner of the street was searched for. Not even a single house was left out.
Shyam was heartbroken now. Its been 3 days and there was not an inkling as to where Bryan disappeared. He stopped eating food and became ill, physically but more so due to constant thinking. His parents had no other choice than to lodge a complaint of kidnapping
Then as luck would have it, there was a phone call from the police headquarters with the good news, of course.
Shyam was the first to jump out of the car and move into the house. It had a big verandah surrounded by a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden was one kid who was in wheelchair and yes, he was playing with our Bryan (Already a star by now, thanks to the search operations)
Shyam ran towards his treasure. His eyes were moist with anger, anxiety and the pain of being separated from his crush. Everyone surrounded the wheelchair kid. Inspector came forward and just as a formality asked Shyam to call his puppy.
Shyam did call but with his moistened eyes and quivering voice, he called "Tom". The puppy had no reaction. And more so, Shyam's parents were shocked. After all this was the same dog which they had for the past 3 weeks.
Well, this boy had done something which required ounces of courage to do. The boy on the wheelchair was suffering from paralysis. And he was so happy with that puppy that it seemed he enjoyed his company and was living his life.
This was the thing which I was intending to say. Sometimes you never question fate as to why it happened. You just relish the thing which you did and never regrets about it. Think about it……
This story is about a 9 year old kid named Shyam. He was a brilliant boy and like his counterparts enjoyed each moment that the wall clock produced.
He had 2 crushes in his life : One was cricket and the other one was his cute pomerian breeder puppy, named Bryan.
As you say it, when it has to happen it will happen in one way or the other. And the same happened to Shyam too. One fine day when he woke up from his bed, the first and foremost thing which he looks for was no where to be seen. (Of course I am talking about Bryan)
By the time of breakfast there was enough hue and cry in the house that even our MP's(Note : It is not Madhya Pradesh by any means) would think of competition in Parliament.
Post 10:00 everyone was in the lookout of the precious crush of Shyam. Photographs of the puppy was distributed to the searching persons. Each nook and each corner of the street was searched for. Not even a single house was left out.
Shyam was heartbroken now. Its been 3 days and there was not an inkling as to where Bryan disappeared. He stopped eating food and became ill, physically but more so due to constant thinking. His parents had no other choice than to lodge a complaint of kidnapping
Then as luck would have it, there was a phone call from the police headquarters with the good news, of course.
Shyam was the first to jump out of the car and move into the house. It had a big verandah surrounded by a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden was one kid who was in wheelchair and yes, he was playing with our Bryan (Already a star by now, thanks to the search operations)
Shyam ran towards his treasure. His eyes were moist with anger, anxiety and the pain of being separated from his crush. Everyone surrounded the wheelchair kid. Inspector came forward and just as a formality asked Shyam to call his puppy.
Shyam did call but with his moistened eyes and quivering voice, he called "Tom". The puppy had no reaction. And more so, Shyam's parents were shocked. After all this was the same dog which they had for the past 3 weeks.
Well, this boy had done something which required ounces of courage to do. The boy on the wheelchair was suffering from paralysis. And he was so happy with that puppy that it seemed he enjoyed his company and was living his life.
This was the thing which I was intending to say. Sometimes you never question fate as to why it happened. You just relish the thing which you did and never regrets about it. Think about it……
Monday, September 1, 2008
Blown Away
On the weekend I happend to see a movie called "Blown Away". It was a movie which centered around bomb defusing squad members. It just struck me as to what would have been going through their minds when they would be defusing the bomb. In Surat, 29 bombs were diffused recently.
Imagine this. A bomb planted in a building or a suburb. You being a bomb defusal squad member have to defuse it. First thing in your priority is to find as to where the bomb exactly is. Secondly when you do reach the Bull's Eye, you should understand the design/architecture of this dreadful thing. And to top all this, you never know when is it going to explode with all its intended tenacity and intensity.
We may say that they would be given the training and the necessary know-how as to how to go about all these precarious situations. But even then the probability always stands as 50-50. You get only one chance and that has to be "A bingo yelling one". No second retakes.
I guess these guys really does a wonderful job for mankind in their own dangerous ways and saving lives by risking their own. I guess these guys really deserve an ode of salute.
Imagine this. A bomb planted in a building or a suburb. You being a bomb defusal squad member have to defuse it. First thing in your priority is to find as to where the bomb exactly is. Secondly when you do reach the Bull's Eye, you should understand the design/architecture of this dreadful thing. And to top all this, you never know when is it going to explode with all its intended tenacity and intensity.
We may say that they would be given the training and the necessary know-how as to how to go about all these precarious situations. But even then the probability always stands as 50-50. You get only one chance and that has to be "A bingo yelling one". No second retakes.
I guess these guys really does a wonderful job for mankind in their own dangerous ways and saving lives by risking their own. I guess these guys really deserve an ode of salute.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Preserving our innocence
Innocence, as the name suggests, is a trait which symbolises the piousness, the purity, the clearness of any matter in this world. Well to begin with, I think that we all, down the line, are coming far-far away from it. We always make things so complex that we entangle ourselves into it.And by the time we realise that it was not the right thing to do, it would be too late.
Is it so difficult to be simple ? Is it so difficult to do the right thing always.Well, as a matter of fact, if you ask elders about the same thing you will get a disciplined reply stating that you should think of yourself and then about others. Ours is a Kalayugaa and blah blah blah...(I like using this word blah a lot because it sums up everything)
And there we go. Right from the time when we get to know ourselves, we think that in order to survive we have to outsmart others, though it may hurt someone. We follow this attitude so profusely that we forget to live our innocence. We, knowlingly or unknowingly, make ourselves a prey to the worldly chores and habits.
Well if you have read upto this you have passed the test of patience with flying colors for reading such a boring topic. But take a pause at this moment and think for a while that do we really require to sacrifice our innocence. Can't we be both innocent and smart. If and I bet if you think from the organ placed in your left chest (that was a real exaggeration) you will be tempted to think that somewhere we can make this world a little bit less complex and a little bit more simple.
Is it so difficult to be simple ? Is it so difficult to do the right thing always.Well, as a matter of fact, if you ask elders about the same thing you will get a disciplined reply stating that you should think of yourself and then about others. Ours is a Kalayugaa and blah blah blah...(I like using this word blah a lot because it sums up everything)
And there we go. Right from the time when we get to know ourselves, we think that in order to survive we have to outsmart others, though it may hurt someone. We follow this attitude so profusely that we forget to live our innocence. We, knowlingly or unknowingly, make ourselves a prey to the worldly chores and habits.
Well if you have read upto this you have passed the test of patience with flying colors for reading such a boring topic. But take a pause at this moment and think for a while that do we really require to sacrifice our innocence. Can't we be both innocent and smart. If and I bet if you think from the organ placed in your left chest (that was a real exaggeration) you will be tempted to think that somewhere we can make this world a little bit less complex and a little bit more simple.
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