To prove that you are wealthier than someone, you just need to earn a penny more; to prove that you are more intelligent than someone; you just need to outwit them; to prove that you are more powerful, you just need to exercise your strength; to feel how lucky you are, you just need to count your blessings; but to show how much you love someone, you cannot bare your heart... it’s indescribable a feeling... you need to lose your heart to win over one...
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Thundering clouds seldom rain,
You think you are a fighter-cock?
Ah! Loser you’ll be yet again,
You cannot put up a good fight,
Your efforts will all be vain,
So in words plain,
I warn you once again,
Keep away from me,
‘Coz loser you’ll be yet again...
Saturday, September 4, 2010
The skies are clear now,
Thought I would count all the stars,
As I, my dreams, weave on,
And upon the crescent moon,
I thought I would swing,
But I need to move on,
For it’s already morn,
And I need to wait until twilight,
Before I could dream on,
I wish gloomy dark clouds,
Do not obstruct the starry skies,
And not hide the waning moon,
For dreams are like twinkling bright stars,
That lends hope and light,
When the soul goes through the dark night...
Friday, September 3, 2010
There is something cute about these "Once upon a time there a lived a...... And they lived happily ever after" kind of stories; fairy tales as you may call them, familiar in themes and storyline where you know the ending is always going to be a happy one. There is nothing thrilling about it but there is a pleasant excitement about the same.... :)
The All-Powerful, Omnipresent Almighty is present within every living thing He has created. Change or challenges, obstacles or odds cannot weaken a soul which is strong from within. I may know Him by many names or worship Him in many forms, but to me God means the Force which keeps me going even in the direst circumstances - an unshakeable belief in self, rooted in humility – the belief that “I can,” no matter what!
Tasks, whether big or small are very crucial things. Battling with them makes handling it difficult. In taming them lies the efficiency. Whether it is worth it or not, does not really matter; gaining knowledge and experience at the end of it is what counts.
False impressions are like water colours. One may paint their impressions using as many hues but they ultimately get washed out - their portrait thus becoming an eyesore. Lasting impressions are like snapshots, which linger in the memory, worth cherishing forever.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Whose destination is the horizon,
Timeline of his journey is still unknown,
The solitary climber,
Who aims to touch the sky,
Knows not how tall he needs to rise,
The inquisitive explorer,
Who wants to tour the cosmos,
Is not sure of its infinity,
Sad is this case,
Of the thirsty rambler,
Who chases a mirage in the lonely deserts,
Thinking it for an oasis,
That never was ,
The paths have been chosen,
And the roads have been cut,
But destination is still,
A long way to go...