tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82249742267073972512024-03-12T20:11:26.683-07:00R@y Of Hope...!!!!rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-43602163012348824972017-06-25T08:25:00.000-07:002017-06-25T08:27:21.384-07:00Random Scribbling :-)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>Finally, after a gap of 3 long years I am writing something that does not have an addressee and when I do not have to ponder about the typos, the formal tone that I need not to maintain throughout the conversation, the usual corporate world jargon's that I do not have to use to let know of my importance in this corporate industry.</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>I still think about those days when TIME used to be a flowing river and I never hesitated to take a mug full of water from it and use it according to my own terms. Today, I somehow have lost the MUG from my life though the river has not entirely dried up. </i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Few lines that just I wrote down while gulping down the coffee hurriedly because I need to log off for now :-)</i></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">aaj waqt se maine dosti kar li hai,</span></i><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">kyuki usse dushmani mod lene ki aukat mujh mein nahin</span></i></b><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">aaj fizaon se maine firse kuch baatein kar li hain,</span></i><br />
<b><i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">kyuki usse mooh modne ki aukat ab mujh mein nahin</span></i></b><br />
<i><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">aaj tere yaadon se maine saare uljhe rishte suljha lie hain.</span></i><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><b><i>kyuki tere haqiqat se mulaqat karne ki wo izazat aab mere rooh ko nahin </i></b>:-) </span><br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-22390311572007429602014-05-13T10:32:00.002-07:002014-05-13T10:32:35.501-07:00adhure khwaab ...!!!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b><i>aaj neend khuli toh tujhe na jane kyon aur apne kareeb mehsoos kiya,</i></b></div>
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<b><i>shayad tera yun lukachupi mere khwaab mein aane ka hi asar hai,</i></b></div>
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<b><i>warna meri itni khuskismati kaha</i></b></div>
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<b><i>ki tere wajood ko mai itne kareeb se mehsoos kar paau.</i></b></div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-53356303911555631832014-03-14T03:42:00.002-07:002014-03-14T03:45:42.102-07:00Good bye KOLKATA :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Goodbye Kolkata,</span><br />
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It has been a beautiful journey of 22 yrs with you.Lets hope we meet after 3 months and even we dont,i would have enough memories of yours to feed me till i come back again.</div>
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I can never thank you for the ways you have helped me to stand on my feet after i stumbled everytime.You have taught me to let people go from my life and let them live a happy life without me as it would make their life a better place.You have taught me everything which helps a baby to transform into a man.</div>
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I dont have much words to describe what i am feeling right now because i have no more emotions left in me.Every emotion got drained away in past one year.<br />
There are many "I wish i could" type memories i have but i dont want to think about them as they make me weak.</div>
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I dont know what is waiting for me their but i will always keep the learnings in my mind which you have taught me.</div>
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I will take it as it comes.</div>
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Just give every happiness to them to whom i have caused pain.</div>
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Will meet you again till then GOODBYE.</div>
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From,</div>
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R@y of hope</div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-78429334418515484372014-03-04T08:37:00.004-08:002014-03-04T08:37:29.383-08:00Book Review : Life is Always Aimless .... Unless You Love it<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Title:</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><b><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Life is Always Aimless .... Unless You Love it</span></b><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>SYNOPSIS: </b></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Do we you really know how much courage is required to listen to our own heart? </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Meet Akash, an young engineer, who dreams of becoming a writer. But all his works meet with is rejection from publisher. Will he ever be rewarded for listening to his heart? </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Smitten by wanderlust, adventurous Sandip does not care much about career, marriage or making a family. How will life treat him for listening to his heart? </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Possessor of a charming personality, Chirag, has a deep perchant for women. But deep down the motherless Chirag is temibly lonely. What is in store for this vulnerable young man? </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Maria Fernandez is a lonely and a less-than- looking young girl who firmly believes that possossing a tender heart is enough to make her world beautiful. Will ruthless life shatter her belief? </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">As their life got seamlessly inter-wined with many others they realized that Life is Always Aimless .... Unless You Love it. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>BOOK AND AUTHOR:</b></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">Some books after you finished reading yet you yearn for some more pages which will depict what would happen next with the main protagonist of the story after the author put his final word followed by the last dot in the book.Life is Always Aimless .... Unless You Love it is one among them.Few of my friends suggested me this book a while ago.After i read the title and synopsis,i knew that it would be another emotionally woven story from Shristi publishers,so without wasting any time i ordered the book. The story is written by a debutant author Ratnadip Acharya who lives in the city of dreams -Mumbai and professionally he is an Electrical engineer though after i finished reading the book i got confused whether his real profession is engineering or writing.He is also a well trained street magician and a traveller.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>PLOT:</b></span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">The story revolves around four characters Sandip,Chirag,Maria and Akash being the main protagonist.Every character is somehow interconnected with each other yet pole apart with their thoughts.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>Akash,</b> who dreams to earn his living by making writing his profession,is an average looking boy.He constantly fights with the obstacles to keep his dream alive.Sometimes he has to kick his conscience hard when every ray of hope is parting from his life like a setting sun.But he knows that the dawn is not far away when the warm sunrays would greet his doorstep leading him to his dreamland.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>Sandip,</b>who believes to live each moment of life to its zenith.Someone who enjoys travelling all over the places as if a king is travelling his kingdom to know his people in a better way.While leaving each place he feels the pain of a mother getting detached from her childrens.He doesnot care about marriage or making a family.But whether he would be rewarded for his care free attitude or would be drowned is beautifully portrayed in the book.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>Chirag,</b>who has a charming personality enough to arouse the desires of any girl is what makes him popular among girls.But yet somewhere deep down his heart he longs for affection and love.Even after sleeping with girls he feels that it cannot fill the void created by the absence of maternal love.Whether he achieves ultimate affection or not is something you would want to find till last. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b>Maria,</b>a below average looking girl who is least bothered about her external looks and believes that all that a girl need to have is a tender and beautiful heart which she has.To her all that matters about a person is whether he/she does possess a beautiful and compassionate heart or not.But sometimes her conscience compells her to think whether the boy for whom she fell would get to look at her beautiful heart or her external imperfections would sheild the road to her beatuiful heart from him.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;">To me it is a beautiful story which tells you that life is not about making plans and executing them.It is also to enjoy each moment while executing the plans because you are not guaranteed of reaping the joys later.You hardly know what is coming on the way.Seldom we feel good about small things in life but real happiness comes from this small things which are priceless.Few lines in the book touched my heart and i have marked them.But there are few editing mistakes which really is disturbing and one hardly expects it from Shristi publishers.There are few places where you would get a jolt about the sudden turn that the author has taken.The flow is good and so is the narrative style.At first a bit slow but steadily it engrosses you completely.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #848484; font-family: arial, tahoma, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16.899999618530273px;"><b><i>Looking for more works from Ratnadip Acharya in coming days.</i></b></span></div>
rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-43184825504900144682014-03-02T02:56:00.000-08:002014-03-02T06:36:03.977-08:00The show must go on :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The same route<br />
The same bus<br />
The same fare<br />
The same stoppage<br />
And yet something pulls me back<br />
I could have sent my father to take the marksheet<br />
For a moment i regret of coming at this place again<br />
But i cannot runaway now<br />
I must enter the gates as time is running.<br />
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I take out my ID card as its mandatory now<br />
I do not belong to this place anymore<br />
They check my face with the photo on the card<br />
They allow me to enter the place<br />
I look at those stairs which i climbed many times<br />
I look at the water cooler but the faces are new<br />
I look at the library and hear giggles all around<br />
For a moment i sit on the time machine<br />
To reverse wheel of the clock<br />
And i can see those happy faces including mine<br />
I look at that green table and wooden chair<br />
And a boy sitting their with his best pal<br />
When I try to look closer i found solace<br />
Soon the dream is broken by the head librarian<br />
The clearance certificate is ready and he wishes me good luck<br />
For the last time i look at that table<br />
But the boy is all alone their without his pal<br />
I smile and go out of the library<br />
I show my clearance certificate and take my marksheet<br />
Time limit of my stay is over almost<br />
I look back at the building for the final time<br />
And "LIFE GOES ON", i whisper only.........<br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-59314564216205296952014-02-11T04:50:00.000-08:002014-02-11T04:50:09.898-08:00Hats off to you girl..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sometimes you think you are the one who is getting fucked everyday and your life is in complete mess.Then you meet with someone whose life is not only fucked up more than yours but he/she has to fight everyday with death to live.And you realize that you are blessed to have a life that you were cursing few minutes ago.</div>
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Last month as i went for an interview in Mumbai and waiting outside,a person came to me and started talking to me.He told me that his daughter was inside and having her technical round going on.He asked me about my college and the courses i opted after college.I told him that i was already placed in some other MNC and came for that interview only to accompany a friend of mine from Kolkata.</div>
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He told that his daughter did not get a job in last one year and never stopped trying.Our chit chat was going normal till then when he suddenly said that his daughter has diabetes.She was born with type 1 diabetes and she needs insulin thirce a day.Her father was telling me that the only reason he wanted her daughter to get the job so that she could become independent and not be dependent on anyone for her expenses.I started praying for her as she was battling with the interviewers.</div>
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After the rounds got over, her father introduced her to me.The only thing i could say was "Good luck,you will get the job".She smiled and wished me the same.</div>
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Later her father called me and told that she got the job.I was happy from inside.The happiness was more because a close friend of mine whom i accompanied also cleared the interview.I will write about that in my next post.But that girl inspired me in more than one way.She is an inspiration to all i guess.</div>
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Hats off to you girl,</div>
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For the courage you have shown,</div>
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For the hardwork you have done,</div>
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For lighting up the soul of many who have met you before,</div>
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I was broken with little issues of mine,</div>
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Like many I was hopeless and thought things would go hard</div>
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But your character affected me in more than one way,</div>
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I cannot thank you for the change you brought in me,<br />Cause my words wont be able to soothe the pain you have.</div>
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When you were inside the room,</div>
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Fighting with the interviewers for the job,</div>
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For a moment you might have thought,</div>
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That your failure would affect your father,</div>
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Believe me girl you were right,</div>
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Your failure would have affected your father,</div>
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He would have hugged you more tightly,</div>
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He would have kissed your pain more passionately,</div>
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Cause your existence in this world is everything to your father.</div>
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We might not have talked for hours,</div>
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We might not know each other for long,</div>
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But being a stranger, you have taught me, </div>
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How to deal with pain and still smile, </div>
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I prayed for you so that you get the job,</div>
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Not because that job would measure your credibility,</div>
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But because people like you should be reawarded,</div>
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And then our eyes met for the first time,</div>
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You might have felt awkward being stared by a stranger,</div>
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What a shameless i am as i admit that i was staring at you,</div>
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Cause your eyes were radiating positive rays and body was radiating positive vibes.</div>
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Had the venue not been an interview location,</div>
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I would have touched your feet happily,</div>
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You have kicked every obstacle that came in front of you,</div>
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You have not let your fathers hope getting smashed,</div>
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You have survived each day and scared death to come,</div>
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People like you make this world a better place,</div>
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People like you are an inspiration for many,</div>
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I wish you all the luck for your battle with life, </div>
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Hats off to you girl,</div>
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I cannot thank you for the change you brought in me,<br />Cause my words wont be able to soothe the pain you have.</div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-8385210662292806772013-12-31T07:37:00.001-08:002013-12-31T07:40:11.098-08:00Let me look back for a final time and salute you 2013 for your lessons.Lets hope 2014 to be a surprise package for me :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><br />If you really give the above mentioned thought a piece of your mind then i think you really would not want to let go the hard lessons,will you?<br />Atleast I wont.<br />I will embrace them too.They taught me many things and made me a strong person than i was a year before.All these 22 years of my existence,cutting out first 3-4 years,this year has been the most learning experience for me.Well dont dare to think that i am talking about academic lessons.Yeah I know you guys are intelligent enough not to entertain that thought.HAHA</span></b></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i><b>Jokes apart,no one in the entire universe can teach you these lessons untill and unless you experience them.It is somewhat similar doing experiments during your practical session when you would brim with joy once the outcome matches with the pre calculated results and failure would guarantee that the apparatus are destroyed in an irrevocable way.These are called LIFE LESSONS.<br />The year 2013 taught me few lessons that i would keep reading often in the coming years</b></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia, serif;"><br /><b>1)Be good to the world,But dont always expect the world to be good with you-</b><br /><br />There were instances in the past four years of my engineerig life when i was approached by many for a helping hand.Not all of them were my close buddies but i never had second thought before extending my hand and though i did that without expecting any return still i had thought that they would stand by me when i would encounter any problem.But that didnot happen.Even got backstabed from few of them.So 2013 taught me that i should not expect good from everyone with whom i had been good in the past.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia, serif;"><b>2)Expect and let your expectations be broken.Its a healthy thing-</b><br /><br />There are people who say DO NOT EXPECT after your expectations are broken by someone close to you.I dont know why those morons are even alive and how could they utter those three words,like as if uttering those words would obliterate all the painful memories from your mind.Let me tell you something,if you pee daily and if you have your nature's call daily then believe me expecting from your close ones is as normal as experiencing the former ones.Eventually your expectations will be broken but use that experience in future so that you dont suffer the same from that person again.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: georgia, serif;">This year i have learned this lesson.For the first time i had refused to learn anything but i was lucky as my expectations were thrased away soon which ultimately coerced me to learn the lesson as an obedient student.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />Yes the past is something you just cat let go of.But you need not carry everything from your past with you.For a particular period of time you must forget the bad experiences that few of your trusted ones rewarded you with.You dont only live for them.Your parents and friends who really care for you and have been with you when you witnessed the bad side of few people then its your responsibility to fulfill their expectations too.They are the ones you should live for.There are times when you ignore people for the extra care that they offer and end up being with the ones who donot give a damn to your presence in their life.But once you are no loger in touch with them,memories of the time spent with them flocks back and you start missing them.Even after your trust is broken once,still you go back and try to fix things because by then you have realized that they deserve another chance,so you try to sort thigs out.</span><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">You think that it would be better if giving them another chance would let you go back to the happy old times.</span><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">And in the process of doing that, you just only discover that its a MIRAGE that you were following as they have already moved on.<br /><br />Once you have discovered the MIRAGE then nomore you loiter on those lanes.You keep yourself immeresed in some other activities and try hard to forget about those times.Sometimes you are successfull in doing that and sometimes you are't bcoz at night when you close your eyes, your conscience ask why you are trying to change just because you had bad experiences with few.But you are short of any words and bury those questions and prepare yourself for the next day.<br />You silently wish them on their birthday and congratulate them on their success because by that time you have realized the power of silence and the power of blessing someone from heart rather than sending some long messages.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />So you learn something about your past that changes your perspective about your present.You take things differently.You build up walls around you so that your trust cannot be played with anymore.<br /><br />2013 has taught me the meaning of the line that Meredith once said.It taught me the art of letting go.I did let go some buddies from my life this year.Sometimes i keep myself immersed in few things so much that i dont even get enough time to think about them.And sometimes when i get free time to look back, i could able to figure out the mistakes i made choosing them and my perspective about the life i am leading at present changes.Looking back sometimes does help me to not repeat those mistakes once again.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I always wish them silently from my heart on their birthday and on their success because that is what i have always dreamt of.But </span><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I do not chase the MIRAGE anymore.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">One day while surfing i read the line somewhere and it striked me hard at that particular second.I was incapale to digest it.I was cursig him/her for writing this line and also praising his imagiation.I thought how accepting things as they are,could give anyone peace.At that time my life was at real mess.Well to be honest it is somewhat the same condition now but yeah i can guarantee you about the authenticity of the line.I am way more at peace with my life than i was back then.The problems might not have gone away but i have the strength to deal with them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia;"><span style="line-height: 18px;">Accepting things give you inner strength to deal with the problems broad mindedly.I have accepted my mistakes also as they taught me few thigs.I have accepted the wrong decisions i took in trusting some and the chances i have given them to prove their worth.For few days i did curse me but it only affected me in a negative way.But the day i accepted my wrong decisions and decided to look forward was the day i came to know what inner peace really is.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> As i sit back in this room of mine which is no less than heaven for me and which has witnessed me during my success and failure, is also expressionless because my days in this heaven of mine are numbered.So many emotions are playing summer sault inside me.So many sleepless nights i have spent inside this room.It has been the sole witness of my life.But time has come to go out of this den and to survive into a world which is almost full of hypocrites and persons who just want you according to their needs and according to their wish.2013 made me face those persons a bit more closely.Sometimes i miss their presence in my life but i think its better to be with few friends who would stand beside me when i will be faced with some problems rather than being with them who just need me according to their moods and their needs.I have forgiven them for what they did and i also have forgiven me for choosig them into my life.No more i regret for the mistakes i did while trusting them.I have accepted every bad and good experiences that i had in 2013.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I dont know what 2014 holds for me but what i know is that life can be really great if you are surrounded by right people around you.Dont just let wrong people affect your happiness.People who really love you for what you are as a person will never leave when the circumstances are not in your favour.Yes you will feel the pain at the time of letting go of some whom you have thought that their presence in your life is a necessity.But TRUTH is painful.You have to accept that.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><b><i>Wish you all a very HAPPY NEW YEAR.</i></b></span></div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-76817455218452568172013-12-04T03:22:00.000-08:002013-12-04T03:24:12.685-08:00Not everything in this universe has a name...!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>Dear YOU(2013)</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial;">One fine morning you greeted me,</span><br />
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Sowing the ray of hope inside my heart,</div>
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With my eyes blinking, i didnot question thee,</div>
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The faith instilled pushed me for a new start.</div>
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Hope and faith keeps everyone going,</div>
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Still I was trembling from inside,</div>
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Though it was not a wintry morning,</div>
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I was searching a blanket of my past to hide.</div>
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Before you came into my life,</div>
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I was so sure of few and their positive vibes,<br />
It was the beginning of an end you made me realize,</div>
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Still I kept my hopes alive for upcoming bumpy rides.</div>
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Can i ask you something?</div>
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Why you forced me to go back,</div>
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When you knew the disaster forthcoming,</div>
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Hey you might not have the answer but dare not turn your back.</div>
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How do i only blame you for my bleeding heart,</div>
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You advised me to learn from my past,</div>
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But I closed my eyes and believed my heart,</div>
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For once in my life I was so sure of my act.</div>
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For few days I dint know what went wrong,</div>
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For few days I kept looking at those blank pages, </div>
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For few days I pretended without them i was strong,</div>
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For few days I found me locked inside those cages.</div>
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As days passed by you came to my rescue<br />
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<i>You taught me not everything is destined to go right,</i></div>
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<i>You taught me to write a new story on those pages rather to drag the past,</i></div>
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<i>You taught me sometimes pretending is the only option left and becomes a habit,</i></div>
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<i>You taught me its our willpower which determines how long our imprisonmet would last.</i></div>
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<i>Today when i am on the verge of entering to a new world,</i></div>
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<i>So badly i want to hold onto them,</i></div>
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<i>But the string that connected us is lost i learned,</i></div>
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<i>And i have to deal alone the mayhem.</i></div>
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<i>Its true we dont need everyone in this caravan,</i></div>
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<i>Few make the odyssey so beautiful ,</i></div>
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<i>Memories get etched in our heart till the end of marathon,</i></div>
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<i>But why i dwell in their memories after getting snubbed is doubtful.</i></div>
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<i>Its time for you to say good bye,</i></div>
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<i>Its time for you to make way for a new lesson of life,</i></div>
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<i>But i will keep you alive in my heart till i die,</i></div>
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<i>Cause you taught me how to live and let go after paying a hefty price.</i><br />
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<i>From,<br />An unvanquished fellow.</i></div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-65740554505330599222013-08-05T11:35:00.000-07:002013-08-05T11:36:43.230-07:00ALL THE BEST as a new dawn awaits you...!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The lane has not changed<br />
Its the same one,<br />
The one we shared for long,<br />
To your simplicity;i was so fond<br />
I visited it recently,<br />
Was walking down reluctantly,<br />
Alone i was;only memories with me<br />
I sat under the oak tree,<br />
My worreis;i set them free.<br />
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It was beautiful indeed,<br />
As if happy times re-lived,<br />
The times which i do remember,<br />
And the moments we shared together,<br />
I took a deep sigh,<br />
I was going high.<br />
The oak tree became jealous,<br />
My stint with our memories made him furious,<br />
The shadow soothing my soul;he withdrew<br />
Leaves started falling.<br />
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It made me encounter my present,<br />
The bond between us is dwindling,<br />
But i do not fear even if it breaks,<br />
So many times i tried,<br />
Its only ignorance you shot at me,<br />
Doubted my intentions,<br />
You showed me the hard way,<br />
Left me bewildered at the bay,<br />
I waited.<br />
Its too late now to reconcile,<br />
For we will embark on two different paths,<br />
Where uncertainity prevails certainity,<br />
But the unfinished chapter that we left,<br />
May be not now,<br />
May be it will take time,<br />
May be the oak tree<br />
Will undergo many seasonal changes,<br />
To finish it,i will try my best.<br />
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For now i shall not look back,<br />
Else i would lose sight from the track,<br />
Promises are broken,<br />
The base is now left shaken.<br />
Still the care and love i have,<br />
For a dear one like you,<br />
Will never diminish with time,<br />
Neither it will change with mood swings of mine.<br />
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Rest i do not care,<br />
Let the time unravel the knots,<br />
Let us deal with our jolts.<br />
And if you ever visit that lane,<br />
Sit under the oak tree for once,<br />
And if the leaves start falling,<br />
Be sure that the oak tree is jealous,<br />
You will realise the bond was not pretentious.<br />
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Goodbyes do not scare me much<br />
So used to them i am,<br />
It cannot take away the memories,<br />
Neither i will keep confronting them too often,<br />
The ending is not like what i dreamt,<br />
May be the almighty have better plans,<br />
Which times will unravel for sure,<br />
Till then<br />
<i>ALL THE BEST is all i can say,</i><br />
<i>As a new dawn awaits you to play.</i><br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-65372694895304981942013-07-30T13:23:00.000-07:002013-07-31T11:29:02.275-07:00You need a PROBLEM,rest will follow..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Some people come across a PROBLEM and try to adjust themselves according to the PROBLEM.<br />
Some people come across a PROBLEM and try to remember all the great heroes who during their own times found a solution to deal with the then persisting PROBLEM for inspiration.Then they dream about what they can possibly do.But the thing is that they never execute their plan.<br />
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And then there are people like Arunachalam Murunganantham who not only dreamt about tackling a<br />
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Its almost a year ago,while surfing news channels i came across a program showing a man who recieved a divorce threat from his wife and a threat to get backlisted from his own community.Now in India its not always the same.Unfortunately after 65 years of independence,a woman stands in front of the gun.<br />
So i put down the TV remote and started watching.But for some reasons i had to go out so read the catchy line "A man recieved a divorce threat from his wife and many other threats from his community and yet goes on discovering the cheapest sanitary pads for women ".As i was in a hurry so failed to watch the complete program.<br />
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But as i was watching the TED videos few days back,i came across the video of Arunachalam Murunganantham.And believe me after i finished watching it,i had given this man a standing ovation with the crowds present in the audtitorium.This man explained what all it takes to live a meaningful life.And as you are scratching your head,the answer according to him is-<br />
<i>To live a meaningfull life,All you need is a PROBLEM.Your work,Your thingking should be dedicated towards addressing the problem with your designed solution.</i><br />
He addressed a topic which unfortunately is still considered as a TABOO in India.The topic is<br />
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He invented a way to manufacture cheapest Sanitary Napkins.But it was not possible in a single day.He faced lot of criticisims from his very own people.His wife had threatend him for a divorce and he was chased out from his own village.Despite all the struggle,he went on to fulfill his dream.He embarked on this journey so that his idea would help her wife to use healthy sanitary napkins other than rag which is unhealthy and unhygenic but when his idea took shape in the form of reality it became a boon for every women who could not afford branded sanitary napkins.<br />
The best part in his speech is when he said that he had set up his factory thousand of kilometeres from the reach of MNCs so that it is not used for buisness purpose which mostly MNCs does.<br />
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And all this he did being a school dropout.During his speech he used incorrect english which many GRAMMAR NAZIS roaming all over would shout at but he conveyed his idea because communication is not about speaking a language fluently.The point he proved is that education does not always confirms ones ability to learn the values of life.Its how much one takes from his surroundings to learn those values.Even maximum educated people would have not been able to do what he did.<br />
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I still remember the day when our biology teacher skipped few pages from the chapter Reproductive System.She hurriedly finished the chapter and told us to finish the leftover at home.And that was the day the knowledge about Menstruation remained unclear in our heads.Though we cleared it later but by then the word Menstraution turned out to be a part of a joke for boys and for girls it turned out to be something as frightening as a burning flame.<br />
To me menstruation is the same natural process like SHAVING beard is for us.But the way it has been projected through the years has made it a Taboo.There is nothing to hide about it.A child when not told about menstruation in class would certainly assume it to be a off topic and would google about it.Then what is the point in hiding it from him/her.But if the child is taught in a proper way in the class then there are high chances that he would percieve it in the correct way.<br />
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Not everyone of us can become<i> </i>Arunachalam Murunganantham but we can try in our own ways to make this world a better place.This person has proved once again that the journey of miles can be completed only if the traveller has taken the first small step.Kudos to this man for his invention.<br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-47971727003418044382013-07-27T03:47:00.000-07:002013-11-06T06:43:20.713-08:00PARENTS:Take Care of them,Rest will be taken care by GOD."Tring- Tring, the phone rang…!" <br />
A voice full of calmness echoed from the other side <br />
"Hello,Can i speak to Mr.Samar ??"<br />
"Yes" he replied <br />
"Hi Samar its Avinash here.I would like to know about the health insurance scheme you have chosen"<br />
"The last thing i dont want after a hectic schedule at office is to talk to some health insurance agent.Sorry i do not have time."He interrupted and lashed out at the person on the other side of the call.<br />
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He put his cellphone on the table and later activated DNDs(Do not disturb service) on his number so that incidents like this do not repeat in future.After spending almost 12 hours in office and travelling from office to home in heavy traffic he always try to manage time to spend with his family.This stupid calls from mobile companies,health insurance agents,real state agents used to ignite the demon in him and all the anger that he was suppressing in his heart against his TL(Team lead) and project manager, he would vent all on those unlucky yet chained agents.Sometimes he enjoyed shouting at them.<br />
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Samar had joined the company almost a year ago.Once Vinay told him about something that he ignored then.Now when he remembered his words,the name of the person who was on the other side of the call resembled with the name Vinay told him about.Vinay told him that almost all of their batchmates got a call from this person who would address himself as some Avinash and would enquire about the health insurance plan the employee has chosen.<br />
In this IT industry every MNC offers some health insurance schemes that cover the employees and their parents.To get the benefeit in any medical emergency,the employees need to pay a premium amount annually which is deducted from their salary.Samar always thought this things to be a secondary one and at times even unimportant.The next day when he went office, he was humilated by his project manager in front of the entire batch.The crime he committed was that he only asked his project manager about his poor appraisal rating as he had worked hard than many throughout the year.<br />
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Notwithstading the humilation,Samar was fuming from inside.When he reached home he skipped his dinner and went straight to his bedroom.He was cursing my PM badly.Suddenly his cell virbated again.As he picked up, the same voice echoed from the other side<br />
"Hello Samar,its Avinash here.<br />
I will not take more than two minutes time of your busy schedule.I just want to know the health insurance plan you have chosen.Now a days its important to choose a balance insurance plan.I can help you in choosing one"<br />
"Listen Mr. Avinash,I dont know you but if you have not chosen any insurance scheme for you yet then please choose one because if you disturb me again then surely i would beat you till death and then you would be in serious need of your insurance scheme"he interrupted him and vented out everything that he was holding back since morning in that one line.<br />
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Few days passed and one day while he was busy in his work he recieved a call.It was Pihu on the other side.<br />
"Papa rush quicky,Dadu is not well"<br />
"Do not worry beta.Tell mamma.She will take care of your dadu"<br />
"Papa she cant.Doctors are saying that he has been put on ventilation and nothing can be predicted within next 24 hours"the phone slipped from my hands.<br />
The news was unexpected as Samar’s father was a healthy man and has always been concious about his diet which many ignores at the age of 77.A fear gripped his and he was like a small kid praying continuosly to God for the well being of his father.Its when we are in complete mess and totally screwed up in life that we remember the all mighty and he was too not an exception.He suddenly calculated in his mind about the available cash at that moment to him and it turned out to be approximately 1 lakh 17 thousand rupees.Rest that he has saved till then for emergency situation like this was in his bank account.But adding to his cursed fate he somehow forgot that it was a ALL INDIA BANDH going that day and even banking sector was participating in that strike so the option of withdrawing cash from bank ceased.So he kicked off his bike taking the cash from home on the way and headed to B.C. Birla Heart Research Institute.<br />
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He reached hospital where he enquired about his father to the receptionist.And the first thing before letting him know how his father was doing they told him to deposit 2 lakh rupees and to consult with Dr. Shweta Bhagve.He hugged Pihu who was continuously sobbing and Navya was standing a few meteres away.She stared at him and gave him "Everything will be fine " type expression.Samar wondered how during the most difficult situation women can withstand the pressure and yet can be so calm at the sametime which men lack certainly.He thanked Navya for being there.Suddenly he saw a doctor coming out from ICU.When he asked her about his father she told that he had a massive heart attack leading to blockage of arteries.The last option available to them was to go for Bypass surgery.She told him to deposit 2 lacs immediately and to sign a bond.He requested her to go for the operation and assured her that the rest 80 thousand ruppees would be deposited the following day.But she didnot listen and also warned him that delaying the operation would be fatal for his father.He scratched his head and almost reached out to every possible contacts that he could but still he was getting short of 30 thousand bucks.<br />
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As tears started rolling down Navya came to him and offered her earrings and chain and told to offer them to the accounts department so that they can take them back once the bills are cleared.As Samar approached the accounts department they denied him and he was left helpless again but was astonished to hear that someone already paid the remaining amount.When he enquired about that living God who did such good to him, they said that he left a note for him.But he gnored the note and kept it in his pocket and ran to ICU room no 21.The red light was switched on which took away a burden from his shoulder.He thought if only he had planned some insurance plan for his parents without keeping money in some bank account,he could have avoided this mess.<br />
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And a message tone beeped.<br />
It was from Vinay"Hey buddy i could only arrange 10k and on my way.Will be there wihtin 15 minutes.By the way our PM got transfered to onsite and we have a new one as Avinash.And we found out that he was the same guy who used to enquire about insurance scheme"<br />
As he read the last sentence he hurriedly took the note from his pocket and read it<br />
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Hello Samar,<br />
Before i introduce myself to you i want to tell you something.Around 5 years ago i was facing the same situation that you are in right now.I was earning a decent salary and never bothered to plan my savings and used to keep a hefty amount from my salalry in banks offering 14% interest rates on fixed deposits.But when i needed the money most,i ran out of cash and my ill fate took away my mother.I lost her.Despite working in a MNC i could not arrange the cash and it was only because of my foolishness as i lacked in looking at the bigger picture of life.The only difference back then was that no one helped me with the remainng cash.So from then i made a promise to me and to my dead mother that whoever comes into our organization,i would request each of them to opt a balance insurance plan.I never told my identity to anyone as it was easy that way and i was also serving onsite.So it helped me keeping my identity safe.<br />
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But today when i was posted offshore and took the responsibility of your team as project manager i was infromed about your situation.So i paid the reamaining amount.I am not any God Samar.I only did this because i was looking for last 5 years to reduce the sin that i had committed.Everyone is not lucky Samar.But atleast we can plan our earning so that our parents who spent their everything to give us a better life can get the benefeit when it is needed.And that is the reason that i called you twice.I dont know if you would still want to kill me or not but one thing i can tell you that in life we often get so much self centered that we forget about them without whom we would not have reached where we are today.So we need jolts to come back and to face the reality.I was not lucky that day but i know that my mother is blessing me for my deed and today when i will sing bedtime prayers i would feel a little less chained of my sin.<br />
And if you want to repay me then join my movement and encourage each one of your colleagues to plan their earning and make them aware of this emergency situations.Who knows how many Samar and Avinash are still living their life without looking at the bigger picture of life.<br />
Take care of your family.They are the ones who will stand beside you even when your conscience fails to stand by you.<br />
Looking forward to work with you.<br />
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Tears were rolling down his cheeks.He scolded himself for hurting Avinash with harsh words without even letting him complete his part during that phonecall.Still he helped him when he needed most.Avinash was not less than any living God to him.He thanked him silently from the bottom of his heart.<br />
He thought whether he deserved enough to have parents who would still forgive him for his mistakes,to get a girl like Navya who accepted his family like her own, to have a little angel Pihu in his life,to have colleagues who tried to help him out however smal or big the problem was,to get a helping hand from Avinash who was no less than a living God to him.<br />
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Suddenly someone patted him on his shoulders <br />
"Samar the operation is successful but we have to keep your father under strict observation till next 48 hours"Dr Shweta said.<br />
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Samar thought that he was saved from committing a sin.He smiled and cried both at the same time.May be he needed the blow.He hugged Pihu and Navya and prayed God for mercy.<br />
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He saw something scribbled on a board on the wall beside the doors of ICU.He read-<br />
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“LOOL AT THE BIGGER PICTURE OF LIFE<br />
BEFORE YOU ENTER ”<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After we passout from our schools we hardly get in touch with our school friends.School days when life was like a smooth road and we were like kids riding the bicycle without knowing where that road would lead us to.Yes everyone of us miss those days and we always search a way to have a glimpse of those days once again.But after those carefree days are gone our life also drives us on a different road which never promises to be a smooth one.Sometimes we enjoy the ups and downs while shifting the gears and sometimes we are shattered by few downs and take time to hold the steering of life once again.And as we get busy shaping our life we hardly get time to meet old friends.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The same happened with me too.After i passed out from school,i got busy shifting the gears as life was driving me onto a completely new road where stoppages had different names.And in the meanwhile i lost touch with a good school friend of mine.As i visited Mumbai last time and was plannig to visit some places during the monsoon,suddenly the thought of meeting him popped into my mind.For meeting him i had to travel from Mumbai to Pune.It was my last chance to meet him as i would not be visiting Mumbai in a year unless i am posted there for my job.So i boarded Singhad Express from Thane.The journey was a pure bliss.Words will be short to portray the beautiful nature that i witnessed.The waterfalls will take you to a world so much different from the one you are currently in.It took around three and half hours to reach Pune.I waited near the stairs of platform no 1 for him to pick me up.After almost 20 odd minutes he turned up and i spotted ROHIT in the crowd first.And we ran and hugged each other.It lasted for 20 seconds but enough to make me believe that nothing changed in last four years between us.The last time we hugged when we bade adieu each other on the farewell day. </span></b></div>
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<b><i>Life is indeed an enigma,with so many riddles to solve,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Some follow certain rules,some do not maintain any decorum,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Yet we hope to unravel those,ruining our present and living in future,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Tomorrow is never promised,it is the present that we should nurture.</i></b><br />
<b><i>Always you will get the second chance,you know that is not the culture.</i></b><br />
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<b><i>Sometimes you have to act while breaking the pact</i></b><br />
<b><i>Heal the wounds kept open for so long,</i></b><br />
<b><i>or say sorry to someone you did wrong,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Express your feelings to the one you care,</i></b><br />
<b><i>or see someone smile and the reason being you dear,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Thank the one for being with you so long,</i></b><br />
<b><i>or clear the misunderstandings that once hurt the bond,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Do the things you always avoided till now</i></b><br />
<b><i>or help someone keeping his/her vow. </i></b><br />
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<b><i>It is scary to even think of not getting a second shot,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Still we ignore when we are given another chance.</i></b><br />
<b><i>We are so busy in unraveling the tiny knot,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Need a blow to wake up from the deep trance.</i></b><br />
<b><i>What if tomorrow never comes???</i></b><br />
<b><i>What if not given another chance???</i></b><br />
<b><i>Yet we surrender without trying,ruining our present and living in future,</i></b><br />
<b><i>Tomorrow is never promised,it is the present that we should nurture.</i></b><br />
<b><i>Always you will get the second chance,you know that is not the culture.</i></b><br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-76215148953871958142013-06-25T13:01:00.001-07:002013-06-25T13:02:29.154-07:00BLESSED I am..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: arial;">They said let the wind blow</span><br />
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It will ease the pain,</div>
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I said the wind will follow its course</div>
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Why to expect any gain.</div>
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They said let the sea waves hit you </div>
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It will make you strong,</div>
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I said i am not any chord<br />
Why to expect any melodious song.</div>
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They said let the parting sun </div>
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Promise you a beautiful dawn,</div>
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I said the sun will set into darkness</div>
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Why to expect as i will be left to yawn.</div>
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They said let someone close to you </div>
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Hold your hand,</div>
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I said i had enough of ignorance</div>
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Why to expect when i know their stand.</div>
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Terribly shaken with a fear of loss</div>
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Slowly i walked away from them,</div>
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Into the darkness of my thoughts</div>
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To search for the long lost peace.</div>
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Suddenly a gentle stroke in my hair i felt</div>
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And a voice i heard,</div>
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The voice so familiar to me</div>
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Yet so distatnt it seemed.<br />
<i><b><br /></b></i></div>
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<i><b>Life is a boulevard of broken dreams</b></i></div>
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<b><i>Some are bad and some are good</i></b></div>
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<b><i>Some will let you be the king</i></b></div>
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<b><i>Some will snatch your kingdom</i></b></div>
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<b><i>But you must desire to dream</i></b></div>
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<i><b>Otherwise at the end you will only scream.</b></i></div>
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I opened my eyes and saw her smiling</div>
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I thought how easy for her</div>
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to love me knowing my flaws,</div>
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to know me completely,</div>
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to be sure that i had a terrible dream.</div>
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I hugged my <b>MOTHER </b></div>
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Promised to be by her side forever,</div>
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I felt a constant inner peace</div>
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and the dawn was beautiful indeed.</div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-33798104548315792502013-05-29T00:11:00.000-07:002013-08-12T11:41:35.135-07:00Come to me...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><b>Smile,the world will dance with you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Ignore,when the world is dancing without you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Love,when the world is throwing stones at you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Care,it would make someone belive in you.</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>Soar,when everyone belittle you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Keep your hope alive,when everyone lost faith in you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Keep your mouth shut,when everyone blabbering about you,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Share,it would lessen the pain eating away the soul in you.</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>When everyone has turned you down,<br />When everyone left you without any reason,</b></i><br />
<i><b>When every broken promises tear you apart,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,i will not let you fall,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,i will not let you down,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,i will care for you then too,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,cause i know the pain of going alone. </b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>For that you have to travel miles</b></i><br />
<i><b>May have to cross some bridges too,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Thorns you will get on the way</b></i><br />
<i><b>Do not fear,</b></i><br />
<i><b>I will be standing right on the shore,</b></i><br />
<i><b>With a boat that will take us away</b></i><br />
<i><b>to a distant land</b></i><br />
<i><b>Where WE overshadows I,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Where LOVE overcomes HATRED,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Where every DAWN is BEAUTIFUL,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Where HUMANITY is above ALL.</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>But now for a while</b></i><br />
<i><b>I must face the storm alone,</b></i><br />
<i><b>I cannot risk you with me</b></i><br />
<i><b>The surviving chance is low,</b></i><br />
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<i><b>The journey ahead is stormier </b></i></div>
<i><b>Much more scarier than i thought.</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>So,let me put the sail,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Let it propel me through the storm</b></i><br />
<i><b>And if i survive</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,i will not fail you again</b></i><br />
<i><b>My unsaid words,i will reveal</b></i><br />
<i><b>And if i dont</b></i><br />
<i><b>Come to me,search my lifeless body</b></i><br />
<i><b>while i lay in peace,</b></i><br />
<i><b>Words on this paper</b></i><br />
<i><b>will wait for your gentle touch.</b></i><br />
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P.S.- a poem for my short story..thought of sharing.. :)<br />
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Thank you..!!!<br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-73570234720078805742013-05-22T19:53:00.002-07:002013-05-24T21:43:32.779-07:00Believe me..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>Today you were not the same</b><br />
<b>dont know why,</b><br />
<b>May be i did something bad</b><br />
<b>that broke the trust you had.</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>You smiled </b><br />
<b>as if things going right,</b><br />
<b>I asked the reason</b><br />
<b>that is holding you back,</b><br />
<b>You said everything is fine</b><br />
<b>and i worry too much.</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>I held your hand</b><br />
<b>promised that i will not let you go</b><br />
<b>You smiled again</b><br />
<b>as if the promise is not new anymore.</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>I hugged you tight,</b><br />
<b>Promised my words will not fail,</b><br />
<b>Your smile was gone</b><br />
<b>I sensed you didnt hug me back.</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>After a long pause you muttered</b><br />
<b>I am free to go</b><br />
<b>You will not pull me back </b><br />
<b>Cause i suffered too much.</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>I asked again</b><br />
<b>the reason of teardrops in your eyes,</b><br />
<b>You looked away</b><br />
<b>Oh now i know</b><br />
<b>The reason of your being different</b><br />
<b>You fear i wil leave you ??</b><br />
<b>You fear she would </b><b>take me away from you??</b><br />
<b><br /></b>
<b>You are wrong,</b><br />
<b>How do i make you believe,</b><br />
<b>Its you who spoke with me</b><br />
<b>When everyone got busy with their life.</b><br />
<b>Its you who told me</b><br />
<b>life is like this always,</b><br />
<b>People do forget once the serving is done.</b><br />
<b>Its you and on your shoulders</b><br />
<b>i vented everything out,.</b><br />
<b>Its you who vowed</b><br />
<b>to be with me everytime.</b><br />
<b>when i lost my shine.</b><br />
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<b><i>Believe me </i></b><br />
<b><i>no one </i></b><b><i>can take me away,</i></b><br />
<b><i>as i am made to live this way</i></b><br />
<b><i>sooner she gonna leave me</i></b><br />
<b><i>and i will need you back</i></b><br />
<b><i>to fill the void.</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i>Believe me </i></b><br />
<b><i>no one </i></b><b><i>can break the bond,</i></b><br />
<b><i>sooner she gonna break my trust</i></b><br />
<b><i>and i will need you back</i></b><br />
<b><i>to repair my heart.</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i>Believe me </i></b><br />
<b><i>no one </i></b><b><i>can keep us apart,</i></b><br />
<b><i>we will meet again</i></b><br />
<b><i>when i will watch her </i></b><b><i>go </i></b><br />
<b><i>out of my sight</i></b><br />
<b><i>and i will need you back</i></b><br />
<b><i>to wash away my eyes.</i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i>Believe me and my words</i></b><br />
<b><i>cause they are true</i></b><br />
<b><i>we will have our time again</i></b><br />
<b><i>when she will be chasing </i></b><b><i>her dreams <br />without me</i></b><br />
<b><i>and i will need you back</i></b><br />
<b><i>to embrace me. </i></b><br />
<b><i><br /></i></b>
<b><i><br /></i></b>
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P.S.-Here "you" represent the loneliness that the person is addressing.<br />
As my 1st exam of last semester was not bad so wrote this piece and broke my own rule of not coming back to this blogging world before 10 days.Do pray that the rest goes good too.<br />
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<i>Thank you.!!!</i><br />
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-79845779977218224292013-05-20T21:59:00.001-07:002013-05-21T04:03:38.428-07:00Early Dawn hours..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Being awake at this early dawn hours and turning pages of my book, a feeling constantly making me restless.<br />
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That feeling is beyond words and emotions.I knew that sooner i would be aroused by this feeling.And now when i am stuck in this trap,i am feeling blue.I want to run away from all these craps which in some way or other trying to pull me back and telling me to press the rewind button of the memories i had lived in past 3-4 years.</div>
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Many a times i tried to forget those memories which do not belong with me in my present but still there is something which by some means or other forced me to stay with them.</div>
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Not more than 24 hours left at the commencement of my last semester exam,i still remember the day when i was hell scared before giving my 1st exam of engineering.</div>
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Things were so different then than now.Between that day and today,it seems a decade to me not only 4 years.A decade in which many bonds i lost and few i found and me really unsure if i can hold on to them.</div>
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And that feeling of uncertainity is somehow hurting me deep inside.</div>
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I know soon i have to leave some otherwise once again i would mess everything.It would be painful for them but soon things will be same again.And i am happy that they have their best buddies to take care of them.If i stay, things will fall apart like everytime and we would become strangers..<br />
I want them to be happy and successful in every sphere of their life which i know that they will be sooner or later.</div>
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So its better to leave with keeping happy moments alive.And i know some memories i will keep with me forever cause they made me something out of nothing,they made me believe that things always dont go the way we planned,they taught me that its ok to fall at times but it is damn important to get up and carry with the journey,they taught me that exepcting from someone is a big mistake we can do at times (though i didnt learn anything and still expect and i really dont think that i am going learn the art of not expecting from someone).</div>
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I always fear the silence which takes place after a beautiful time spent.And that silence is enough to break that bond but not enough to wash away the memories.And that is why i feel miserable because i have to carry those memories when i know that the other one is travelling on a different railway track and will never stop in the nearby station as he/she is a galoping train who already washed of those memories.</div>
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So as i hear the chirping of birds and witness the 1st ray of sunlight,i feel happy that i am going to miss few of them after few more days when meeting with them will not be a regular routine.Because if you do not miss someone then they really dont matter to you anymore.<br />
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<br />
<i><b>Lonely i am,Carrying some broken dreams</b></i><br />
<i><b>Trying to mend broken ties,getting drown more in the turf. </b></i><br />
<i><b>I sat on the shore,staring hard into the infinity</b></i><br />
<i><b>peace can give goosebump too,i realized silently.</b></i><br />
<i><b>Sea waves do not judge,i rolled with them being lost </b></i><br />
<i><b>they kissed,patted me hard</b></i><br />
<i><b>for once i let them take away my guard.</b></i><br />
<i><b>Things which i did not say,i regret now of being toung tied</b></i><br />
<i><b>and the remnants of evrything died.</b></i><br />
<i><b>Caged with shackles and misfortunes of my life</b></i><br />
<i><b>I am trying hard to end this loneliness of mine.</b></i><br />
<i><b><br /></b></i>
<i><b>Lonely i am,Carrying some hidden fears</b></i><br />
<i><b>Trying to deal with them,but they leave me in tears</b></i><br />
<i><b>I sat on the terrace,staring hard into the endless sky</b></i><br />
<i><b>Why moon always steal the show and stars lose the shine?</b></i><br />
<i><b>The thought makes me numb but i smiled for a while</b></i><br />
<i><b>Cause stars play its act when moon hid behind </b></i><br />
<i><b>As i wait for this twilight hours to pass,</b></i><br />
<i><b>I know my time will be over soon </b></i><br />
<i><b>and i will be kicked like a goon.</b></i><br />
<i><b>Caged with shackles and misfortunes of my life</b></i><br />
<i><b>I am trying hard to end this loneliness of mine.</b></i></div>
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With a feeling of uncertainity i have to hold back this pen for some days as i will use it on the answer sheet.</div>
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Signing off for 10 days from the world of blogsphere...!!!</div>
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<i>Thank you..!!!</i></div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-83332146521272416022013-05-13T11:20:00.002-07:002013-05-13T11:20:56.687-07:00Take away your mask...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
Take away your mask<br />
let that hidden face,<br />
come out and hit me<br />
with the truth<br />
suppressed in you for so long,<br />
Do not you worry<br />
cause i will survive again.<br />
<br />
I fear looking your eyes<br />
cause my heart ache<br />
for the truth it hides from me<br />
I know sooner it will rain.<br />
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Every moment spent with you <br />
is a moment i treasure,<br />
with all the chords<br />
of my heart<br />
in this deadly dessert.<br />
<br />
Today i delved<br />
into those eyes,<br />
a way to the real you i found<br />
but lost the game<br />
as you put the mask again.<br />
<br />
But now i fear<br />
was that you<br />
or someone else?<br />
with whom i had<br />
those moments of cheer.<br />
<br />
Take away your mask<br />
It will be hard<br />
It will tear me apart<br />
It will pain,<br />
Do not you worry<br />
cause i will survive again.<br />
<br />
Losing you is not what i fear<br />
life would also be the same<br />
but deep down i know<br />
I would never trust someone again.<br />
<br />
Take away your mask<br />
let that hidden face,<br />
come out and hit me<br />
with the truth<br />
suppressed in you for so long,<br />
Do not you worry<br />
cause i will survive again.</div>rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-38444928047828901142013-05-07T02:36:00.000-07:002013-05-07T02:45:39.905-07:00Heard that...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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At times we are not sure if our staying matters to someone.So it is always better to leave after trying number of times rather dragging the relation(friendship or any other bond) and making things more difficult.<br />
<br />
<i>Heard that a scar is hard to heal</i><br />
<i>maybe the line is weird</i><br />
<i>but now i fear</i><br />
<i>cause i do not know how to deal.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that grass is always green on the other side</i><br />
<i>but do not judge me ,</i><br />
<i>you dont know</i><br />
<i>how i dealt with the tide.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that dreams are lost if not taken care</i><br />
<i>but i always tried to walk the miles,</i><br />
<i>still you ignored</i><br />
<i>tell me how you dare..?</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that expectation always hurt</i><br />
<i>but it turned a myth after we met,</i><br />
<i>i did expect your trust </i><br />
<i>everything turned into a frozen dessert.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that you are numb</i><br />
<i>but do not let that spark die,</i><br />
<i>the beautiful soul in you i witnessed </i><br />
<i>must not turn into a meaningless scum.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that you are in pain</i><br />
<i>remember the memories we had</i><br />
<i>they will make you go mad</i><br />
<i>hey just dance a while in the rain.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>Heard that time always heal the wound</i><br />
<i>but i must not mess your life anymore</i><br />
<i>cause it is what others say me good at</i><br />
<i>now its my turn to leave</i><br />
<i>so here i vow</i><br />
<i>its only few more days before i <b>GO.</b></i><br />
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<i>Thank you..!!!</i></div>
rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-29476796399074249712013-05-05T12:01:00.000-07:002013-05-05T12:01:01.895-07:00MANJIL...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><b>maine majhi se mere manjil ka rasta pucha,</b></i><br />
<b><i>wo burbura ke kehne laga manjil ka pata nahi</i></b><br />
<b><i>par tumhare karwan mein ye kashti tumhare sath rahega.</i></b><br />
<i><b>mai bhi anjaan tha duniya ke is khel se,kashti nikale chal pada</b></i><br />
<i><b>dariya ke jaise behta gaya is bhool bhulaiya mein .</b></i><br />
<i><b>aandhi ne mere manjil ko mujhse cheena</b></i><br />
<i><b>rah chalte humsafar ne bhi saath choda</b></i><br />
<i><b>mai tut gaya,bharosa khud se khoya</b></i><br />
<i><b>zindagi ki kashti ne mera sath nahi choda.</b></i><br />
<i><b>tasalli maine apne nadaan dil ko diya,</b></i><br />
<i><b>manjil kuch door hai,rootha hai</b></i><br />
<i><b>ye karwan thoda aur lamba hoga,</b></i><br />
<i><b>roothe hue un rishton ko firse suljha lenge</b></i><br />
<i><b>khoye hue lamhon mein apna aashiyan basa lenge.</b></i></div>
rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-45820819375200264642013-04-30T12:18:00.001-07:002013-04-30T13:03:21.017-07:00Deadly TRAP..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><br /></i>
<i>I walked down the same lane not knowing why again</i><br />
<i>The memories of my past hugged me with its open arms,</i><br />
<i>The debris i carried for long made its toll heavy on me</i><br />
<i>Finally i gave in,looked around for a while.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>The sun was about to hide behind the horizon</i><br />
<i>making way for darkness to spread all over,</i><br />
<i>The daggers of heat left</i><br />
<i>making way for cold breeze to soothe my naked soul.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>After all those years of togetherness and the bonding we shared</i><br />
<i>When she said that i am her prince and she is my princess</i><br />
<i>When life was a bitch</i><br />
<i>But her presence made it more beautiful than Marilyn Monroe.</i><br />
<i><br /></i>
<i>I only wished for an angel</i><br />
<i>but not at the cost of her,</i><br />
<i>Her dark chocolate eyes </i><br />
<i>and pink lips didnot stop me</i><br />
<i>and i fell in the <b>trap</b>.</i><br />
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<i>For all those promises we made and the time we spent</i><br />
<i>Everything is like now a delicate dream,</i><br />
<i>which i crushed with my own hand</i><br />
<i>and she left </i><br />
<i>to let me die in this deserted sand.</i><br />
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<i>Only thing which stopped me to reach her</i><br />
<i>were those fireflies eyes and soft fingers,</i><br />
<i>as if it was she reborn again</i><br />
<i>so i am still carrying with the pain.</i><br />
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<i>The innocent voice echoed "Papa why mamma left us"</i><br />
<i><b>Shall i tell her the truth ?</b></i><br />
<i><b>Shall i let her know ?</b></i><br />
<i><b>But how do i make her believe</b></i><br />
<i><b>that papa took her mamma away !!</b></i><br />
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P.S.- Well the above lines describe the condition of a man who lost his wife on the day he was blessed with a beautiful angel.He is now standing at a crossroad, not able to decide whether to tell his daughter the truth that her mother was suffering from a disease and still they tried for a baby or he should never reveal this bitter truth to her.<br />
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Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. :)<br />
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<i>Thank you..!!!</i></div>
rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-72465436676702346552013-04-26T03:23:00.000-07:002013-04-26T03:28:22.387-07:00Baanwra dil...!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>aaj baarish ki boondon ne kuch yun farmaya </i></div>
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<i>mujhe mere tanhapan ka ehsas firse dilaya,</i></div>
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<i>yun toh ye ehsas har waqt mere sath hai</i></div>
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<i>har zarre mein tumhari bewafai ka gam hai.</i></div>
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<i>aaj bhi is baanwre dil ko samjhata hun</i></div>
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<i>rail ki do patriyan kabhi mil nahi pate</i></div>
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<i>majhdhar mein chod jane wale wapas nahi aate,</i></div>
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<i>dil toh baanwra hai</i></div>
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<i>wo toh aaj bhi kuch sapne dekhta hai,</i></div>
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<i>bhuli bisri yaadon mein wo khush hota hai.</i></div>
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<i>aksar ye palkein akele roya karta tha</i></div>
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<i>baanwre dil ne bhi aaj inka saath diya.</i></div>
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<i>aaj baarish ki boondon ne kuch yun farmaya </i></div>
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<i>mujhe mere tanhapan ka ehsas firse dilaya.</i></div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-68850595327600211592013-04-25T04:44:00.000-07:002013-04-25T04:44:12.186-07:00Another birthday....!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When I woke up that day, it was raining heavily outside.Suddenly,something struck me in my head but I was not able to figure that out. Then I got a call from my mom and she wished me happy birthday. Yes,it was my birthday and I had turned 28 that day. Its hard to remember simple things of life when u are away from ur home, staying in an unknown city and serving foreign clients 10-12 hrs a day.</div>
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As soon as I placed my cell, I received a call from Devina.She wished me the same and also asked whether I told my mother about our 2 yr old relationship – or not. That day I told my mother about my relationship with Devina. At first, she was shocked but then told me she would like to meet Devina . I was confident enough that she will like my choice. I booked a table for 3 in the most prestigious hotel of Mumbai. I always dreamt of taking my mother there. Having lost my father at an early age, my mother played dual role for me.She was everything to me right from my childhood.</div>
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After all the arrangements done,I called Devina to tell her about the plan. She was extremely happy that day. She even asked me whether she would wear a saree or a salwar. I suggested her to wear the salwar -which I gifted her around 2 months back on her bday. she agreed. Finishing my office works early, left for home, took my mother who arrived that morning in my apartment and we were on our way to THE TAJ, - the majestic Taj. Devina was already there as she had this quality unlike most of the girls reaching on time. She greeted my mother and we went inside the hotel.</div>
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I was eagerly looking for a plan so that I could leave both of them alone. I knew my mother would not be comfortable talking Devina in my presence..so I decided to leave them alone for few mins.As per my plan I left saying -that i have to attend an emergency call and I will be back in 15-20 mins.I reached near Gateway of India and texted Devina saying I will be back in the next 20 mins.</div>
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I was enjoying the beauty of the sea from Gateway of india. For everyone who comes to Mumbai, be Indian or a foreigner undoubtedly Gateway of india is one of the most favourite places to hang around in India. Everyone loves to enjoy the scenic beauty out there.The couples who were sitting at the bank of the sea reminded me of Devina. Then I turned my head towards the magnificent TAJ standing tall. I was becoming restless guessing about their conversation .The only thing I was thinking about was that whether my mother liked Devina or not.</div>
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Suddenly everyone started running near the main entrance of Taj and sounds of gunshots can be heard clearly. I ran towards the gate but was not able to enter as everyone was coming out from the base floor of the hotel. I was thrown out – by the people .I asked someone who was just coming out from the hotel ”what is going on inside ?”..he was breathing heavily and replied-“few armed people are firing indiscriminately inside. And with this he got out of my sight in no time . My heartbeats stopped for a minute or so. After few minutes, it was clear to everyone present there that it is a terrorist attack and not any –Mumbaiya gangwar. The attack continued for almost 60 long hours. Those 60 hours were the worst time of my life like many others whose relatives were trapped inside the Taj -in the hands of few men.</div>
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I was praying for my mother and Devina. I was cursing myself for leaving them alone – but of no use, I couldn’t get them back to home with me. The only thing I can do was to pray and follow news related to Taj. I was dying every moment. Days seemed to be longer than years. Then after 60 long hours, the NSG commandoes brought the dead bodies out. And among -those dead bodies, two were mine – the two most important persons of my life, the two loveliest people I meet ever, Devina and my mother. The white salwar suit that I gifted Devina had turned red , soaked in blood. For the first time I was watching my mother taking a nap like that, still not able to believe that she will not wake up this time and say to me ”aaye shona,amar kache aaye”(Come my boy,come to me). Those 60 hrs took away the two most important women of my life and with which I also lost my voice like my mother and Devina . After 26/11 I died every time I saw a couple walking down the street or when a child playing with his mother. Everytime the news channels showed the documentaries of 26/11 attack I died many times watching it.</div>
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4 years passed,today is my birthday.It was raining then and it is raining today as well.But I know that neither my mother nor Devina going to wish me today but they are blessing me wherever they are.Life is getting worse day by day without them.Even the tears have dried up now. When I switched on my TV, I saw the news of Kasab, <em>one of terrorists responsible for turning Taj into a war field on 26/11 and the lone terrorist caught alive hanged atlast.</em> The news refreshed all the memories of that day. Everyone who suffered the attack try to forget but its impossible to wash out those images from our brain. Yes,this is indeed a happy moment for all of us,I lost all hopes that in this life,I will die without witnessing this moment.</div>
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After 5 days,when I will go to TAJ hotel for lighting the candles with fellow survivors of that deadly attack,I can look up at the sky to both of them and can say that Kasab is dead now. But the real justice wil be done when the actual perpetrator of the attack will be no more in this world.Not physically but when the thoughts they spread in the name of “Jihaad” inside the young men like Kasab -and others will -get washed off. Executing Kasab will only feed a base blood lust that will make our society more bloodthirsty and violent but with no doubt he doesn’t deserve anything less than that. Maybe it will take some time, but the death of Kasab has given us a ray of hope.</div>
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P.S.: This is a fictional one,completely based on my imagination.There are many true incidents and stories which are more depressing than this.26/11 taken place 4 years ago,those who haven’t suffered the attack for them this one is just like some other terrorist attack,but who survived the attack their lives are changed forever.RIP to all 166 people who lost their life and also to all those brave mens who laid their lives saving our country like <strong>ASHOK KAMTE,VIJAY SALASKAR,HEMANT KARKARE,TUKARAM OMBLE,MAJOR SANDEEP UNNI KRISHNAN</strong> and many more.Our president did a great job rejecting the mercy petition of AJMAL KASAB .21st novemeber will be remembered for a long time.And lets hope that all those big fish behind this attack also be punished as quickly as possible.The death of Kasab really given us that ray of hope.</div>
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1st short fictional story by me... any feedback or suggestions would be appreciated..thanx :)</div>
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rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-24981327649780949652013-04-20T12:41:00.001-07:002013-04-20T19:18:32.352-07:00Remaining days of college life..hum rahe ya na rahe yaad aayenge ye pal..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Books everywhere</i><br />
<i>Scattered notes here and there,</i><br />
<i>Sound of ticking clock</i><br />
<i>makes me miserable,</i><br />
<i>And i shut my eyes</i><br />
<i>Drowned in my own thoughts</i><br />
<i>Everything around</i><br />
<i>Telling me time is going fast,</i><br />
<i>Moments are not going to last.</i><br />
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<i>Slowly I walked down the memory lane</i><br />
<i>The past memories making me sane</i><br />
<i>Suddenly a figure appeared</i><br />
<i>Head bent low</i><br />
<i>Eyes with tears</i><br />
<i>But still a smile on the face</i><br />
<i>As if he dealt with the uncertainities</i><br />
<i>and came without any fear.</i><br />
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<i>A few more miles down the lane</i><br />
<i>The figure appeared again</i><br />
<i>Head bent low</i><br />
<i>Scary eyes</i><br />
<i>But still a smile on the face</i><br />
<i>As if after many betrayals</i><br />
<i>Life rewarded him someone to trust again.</i><br />
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<i>As I walked down the memory lane</i><br />
<i>A mosquito bite brought me back,</i><br />
<i>My eyes on the calender date</i><br />
<i>My heart skipped a beat</i><br />
<i>And it took some time</i><br />
<i>to get back in the rhythm.</i><br />
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<i>The pumping organ realized</i><br />
<i>Saying GOODBYE to everyone is nearing,</i><br />
<i>It fought with the logical brain</i><br />
<i>For scolding him being emotional,</i><br />
<i>Brain also shouted back</i><br />
<i>"Idiot why are you unhappy??</i><br />
<i>You waited for the moment and the time is now."</i><br />
<i>No reply from the pumping organ</i><br />
<i>As it felt a void</i><br />
<i>And the logical organ won the argument.</i><br />
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<i>Somehow scolding my heart</i><br />
<i>And keeping all emotions aside,</i><br />
<i>I looked through the window pane</i><br />
<i>Everything on the other side</i><br />
<i>Seemed to be an illusion,</i><br />
<i>Cold horror ran through my spine</i><br />
<i>Time is running fast</i><br />
<i>Wish i could slow down its pace.</i><br />
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<i>Few odd days to go</i><br />
<i>To create some new memories</i><br />
<i>Which will be with me</i><br />
<i>When i will be all alone</i><br />
<i>To lead this stinking life,</i><br />
<i>And i shut my eyes</i><br />
<i>Drowned in my own thoughts</i><br />
<i>Everything around</i><br />
<i>Telling me time is going fast,</i><br />
<i>Moments are not going to last.</i></div>
rayofhopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01120247018004442849noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224974226707397251.post-69774989683430233592013-04-18T15:07:00.000-07:002013-04-19T11:02:18.637-07:00Lost Chance..!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>I read those lines again</i><br />
<i>which you said long ago</i><br />
<i>but today those words </i><i>staring at me</i><br />
<i>as if i am the culprit.</i><br />
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<i>Twenty one consonants</i><br />
<i>and five vowels </i><br />
<i>gazing at me hard,</i><br />
<i>may be they are aware </i><br />
<i>of your unsaid words.</i><br />
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<i>I stare at the blank screen</i><br />
<i>or its the other way around,</i><br />
<i>I guess the screen stares hard</i><br />
<i>the blank life i am in.</i><br />
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<i>You said i betrayed you</i><br />
<i>You blamed me ,</i><br />
<i>I never explained what i did </i><br />
<i>because i know that wont fit.</i><br />
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<i>Betrayal was not what i did</i><br />
<i>a little more time what i sought,</i><br />
<i>But you gave the deadline</i><br />
<i>which i failed to abide</i><br />
<i>and lost the chance.</i><br />
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<i>Those dark brown eyes </i><br />
<i>outlined with kohl,</i><br />
<i>eyes that said so much</i><br />
<i>but today they are shining</i><br />
<i>and the reason being someone else.</i><br />
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<i>Wish that i could hit the SEND button</i><br />
<i>and clear the clouds between us</i><br />
<i>but like every other MAIL</i><br />
<i>and every suppressed words of mine </i><br />
<i>this piece is too dumped in DRAFTS</i><br />
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<i>I read those lines again</i><br />
<i>which you said long ago</i><br />
<i>but today those words </i><i>staring at me</i><br />
<i>as if i am the culprit.</i><br />
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