Buds blossom turn into enchanting flowers
Kids grow up turn into mature adults
Cloud formation results in downpour
Rivers swells up and flows into the sea
Vehicles queue up and cause a traffic jam
Passengers add up and the train gets over-crowded
Fuel consumption goes up and inflation rises
Power consumption goes up and causes overload
Habits accumulate and then it is too late
Sleep debt catches on and lands you in a trance
Ignoring fitness time makes you pay a health cess
Good food consumes and obesity raises its hood
Emotions simmers and boils resulting in over dose
Over attention results in being labeled as poking one’s nose
Too much attention on prose results in losing the spirit
Too less attention to syntax and structure develops a crack
Every moment brings about a change
Exposing and bringing forth a diversity of range
Experiences all around aims to enable and educate
A life of enrichment without getting caught in the bait!
" I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything but still I can do something. And since I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do ". These words by Edward Hale aptly sums my purpose in creating this blog. I would like to share my thoughts & ideas as I see this world as I gradually evolve in this journey called life!
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Second Childhood
I never did think about my ordained second childhood
As I rushed through life multi-tasking as I frequently would
I had mo time to brood, as I went about earning for my food
I had no time left for anything that I considered dead wood
I was constantly on my toes as I imagined and bought my dream house
Reminding myself of marriage vows to live and adjust with my spouse
The house was always on fire, with children making demands
Despite the best behavior, many a time I had to self reprimand
The challenges of finding the right balance
The courage to take and live up the tough stance
The future of my children was my only vision
As I desired for them a destiny with no sense of rejection
The pretense that I had to put with people lacking depth
As their daily actions literally shook me off my breath
I imagined a situation when I could lay the final wreath
On the superficial aspects in life, the only truth of which is death
As the moments passed, so did life seem to have passed by
There are times now in my life when I take a deep sigh
The little matters that I held deep within my head and heart
Are ones that I know with me will forever part
There is not much time to have any sense of regret
As I have lived through life on my own very terms
The experiences are as unique as the distinction between sugar and salt
As the wave of life completes a full cycle, I pray the journey never halts
As I rushed through life multi-tasking as I frequently would
I had mo time to brood, as I went about earning for my food
I had no time left for anything that I considered dead wood
I was constantly on my toes as I imagined and bought my dream house
Reminding myself of marriage vows to live and adjust with my spouse
The house was always on fire, with children making demands
Despite the best behavior, many a time I had to self reprimand
The challenges of finding the right balance
The courage to take and live up the tough stance
The future of my children was my only vision
As I desired for them a destiny with no sense of rejection
The pretense that I had to put with people lacking depth
As their daily actions literally shook me off my breath
I imagined a situation when I could lay the final wreath
On the superficial aspects in life, the only truth of which is death
As the moments passed, so did life seem to have passed by
There are times now in my life when I take a deep sigh
The little matters that I held deep within my head and heart
Are ones that I know with me will forever part
There is not much time to have any sense of regret
As I have lived through life on my own very terms
The experiences are as unique as the distinction between sugar and salt
As the wave of life completes a full cycle, I pray the journey never halts
Prayer
Is it just the belief as coerced by the grey haired soothsayer
Is it just the trust and faith to counter difficulty embedded in layers
Is it the unquestioned actions that get reflected in matters of habit
Is it the unconscious awakening on realization of one’s self limit
Is it the appeal to a power to answer a higher cause
Is it the magical potion that addresses any kind of loss
Is it looking within to experience the depth of vacuum
Is it the differentiator for a response between doom and bloom
Is it the deeper feelings associated with one’s exploration
Is it playing the intrinsic strings through an act of prostration
Is it the glue that bonds together in the challenges one face
Is it the stepping stone to realize and experience a life full of grace
Is it the external manifestation in the form of an offering
Is it the internal motivation to ensure one’s life keeps flowering
Is it taking a stance to heed one’s inner voice
Is it celebration through a dance to retain one’s own poise
Is it just the trust and faith to counter difficulty embedded in layers
Is it the unquestioned actions that get reflected in matters of habit
Is it the unconscious awakening on realization of one’s self limit
Is it the appeal to a power to answer a higher cause
Is it the magical potion that addresses any kind of loss
Is it looking within to experience the depth of vacuum
Is it the differentiator for a response between doom and bloom
Is it the deeper feelings associated with one’s exploration
Is it playing the intrinsic strings through an act of prostration
Is it the glue that bonds together in the challenges one face
Is it the stepping stone to realize and experience a life full of grace
Is it the external manifestation in the form of an offering
Is it the internal motivation to ensure one’s life keeps flowering
Is it taking a stance to heed one’s inner voice
Is it celebration through a dance to retain one’s own poise
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Independence
Beside the sea, buzzes the bee, live a life carefree
Open your imagination’s door, explore the ocean floor
Experience the dolphin’s kiss, embrace the sublime bliss,
And for the more adventurous, you can even try the shark’s hiss
It all comes free, you can conveniently bury your worry
There is no need to hurry, you can at ease taste the curry
As the waters envelopes you, it is offering you a cue
Should you want a taste of the dew, you need not be in queue
Life is full of enriching moments waiting to be explored
Let go a sense of pretense, and refuse to get moored
The downpour of the rain, one can either enjoy or complain
The experiences of life, need not be filled with disdain
The fragrance of the fresh air melts away the sea of despair
The touch of the soaking sand reminds one of the magic wand
The look and sound of the lanky waves need not be only for the brave
The entrapment of the soul need not get affected by inflation and poll
Let go of dependence, and taste the sweetness of Independence
Let go of limiting beliefs and move away from countless grief
Life can have perspiration, but the same can be with Celebration
Let go of diffidence and embrace a Life full of abundance
Open your imagination’s door, explore the ocean floor
Experience the dolphin’s kiss, embrace the sublime bliss,
And for the more adventurous, you can even try the shark’s hiss
It all comes free, you can conveniently bury your worry
There is no need to hurry, you can at ease taste the curry
As the waters envelopes you, it is offering you a cue
Should you want a taste of the dew, you need not be in queue
Life is full of enriching moments waiting to be explored
Let go a sense of pretense, and refuse to get moored
The downpour of the rain, one can either enjoy or complain
The experiences of life, need not be filled with disdain
The fragrance of the fresh air melts away the sea of despair
The touch of the soaking sand reminds one of the magic wand
The look and sound of the lanky waves need not be only for the brave
The entrapment of the soul need not get affected by inflation and poll
Let go of dependence, and taste the sweetness of Independence
Let go of limiting beliefs and move away from countless grief
Life can have perspiration, but the same can be with Celebration
Let go of diffidence and embrace a Life full of abundance
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Monsoon
It’s that time of the year
And the rains are here
The sun goes backstage
And the sky refuse to be clear
The clouds circle the sky
And the climate appears to be dull
Lightning strikes the earth
And thunderstorms begin to fright
Nature is in full flow
And the flowers reflect the glow
The plants welcome the abundance
And new saplings begin their dance
The smell of the earth
And insects come out of their trance
The birds are ready with their breed
And ready to partake their share of the feed
The waves of the ocean ride more higher
And approach with a fury reminding one of a live wire
The winds begin to blow hard and cold
And slowly but steadily reveals its pack of cards
Smog and fog seem to envelop the atmosphere
And create an aura where lights refuse to be clear
The world all around changes by the hour
And puts on a paint with refreshing new color
Life all around appears to evolve and grow
And slowly but steadily the results begin to show
A new journey begins to slowly unfold
And sustains the time-tested methods of the old
Nature seems to be as if in a mad hurry
And aspires to bury its past as a memory
Wisdom seems to unite the agents of change
And creating a new future weaving a new page
And the rains are here
The sun goes backstage
And the sky refuse to be clear
The clouds circle the sky
And the climate appears to be dull
Lightning strikes the earth
And thunderstorms begin to fright
Nature is in full flow
And the flowers reflect the glow
The plants welcome the abundance
And new saplings begin their dance
The smell of the earth
And insects come out of their trance
The birds are ready with their breed
And ready to partake their share of the feed
The waves of the ocean ride more higher
And approach with a fury reminding one of a live wire
The winds begin to blow hard and cold
And slowly but steadily reveals its pack of cards
Smog and fog seem to envelop the atmosphere
And create an aura where lights refuse to be clear
The world all around changes by the hour
And puts on a paint with refreshing new color
Life all around appears to evolve and grow
And slowly but steadily the results begin to show
A new journey begins to slowly unfold
And sustains the time-tested methods of the old
Nature seems to be as if in a mad hurry
And aspires to bury its past as a memory
Wisdom seems to unite the agents of change
And creating a new future weaving a new page
Flow of Life
Life is always a series of steps of transition
From infancy to childhood, From Teenage to Adulthood,
From living an individual life to starting a family,
A complete cycle of Childhood, Adulthood and second childhood,
Desires & Aspirations are forever present raising its constant hood
Achievements & Compromises known and unknown affects one’s mood
The management of Ifs & Buts in life impacts the daily emotional food
The maturity & foresight has brought many a person out of the wood
The stages in life may not always be well planned
Forces beyond self may not always be a support
The judgment and management of one’s perception of reality
Can impact the vital balance of inner strength and frailty
The management of conflict in one’s daily life
The ability to face and overcome the daily strife
The ability to just experience and let go without resistance
The consciousness evolves to enjoy the lively dance
From infancy to childhood, From Teenage to Adulthood,
From living an individual life to starting a family,
A complete cycle of Childhood, Adulthood and second childhood,
Desires & Aspirations are forever present raising its constant hood
Achievements & Compromises known and unknown affects one’s mood
The management of Ifs & Buts in life impacts the daily emotional food
The maturity & foresight has brought many a person out of the wood
The stages in life may not always be well planned
Forces beyond self may not always be a support
The judgment and management of one’s perception of reality
Can impact the vital balance of inner strength and frailty
The management of conflict in one’s daily life
The ability to face and overcome the daily strife
The ability to just experience and let go without resistance
The consciousness evolves to enjoy the lively dance
City Monsoon
The Monsoon is coming back with a bang
So warned the pied cuckoo as it hummed and sang
For a moment one got memories very nostalgic
But then realized that actions again need to be quick
Up goes the umbrella, around goes the raincoat
Given a choice would like to reconsider my vote
The cars are honking, the trains go halting
The stress is building, the legs go sinking
The wind goes blowing, the bags go flying,
The pressure starts rising, temperature nose-diving,
The eyes blink faster, aiming to sort out the clutter,
The mouth begins to mutter, as anger raises up a flutter
The clothes all around tend to closer stick
As the sound of phones all around makes one feel sick
The voices gets lost as the noisy drops takes over
One begins to realize that nature is no push over
There is nothing to differentiate between sweat and rain
As all efforts to follow hygiene appears to go in vain
There are feelings of pain, as one attempts to remain sane,
As one realizes the importance of rain to sow the daily grain
There is definitely a balance, the benefits of staying home,
Calling up the office and having a valid reason to atone
Brewing a cup of one’s favorite drink, catching up a lost wink,
All in the name of avoiding travel in the so called horrible stink!
So warned the pied cuckoo as it hummed and sang
For a moment one got memories very nostalgic
But then realized that actions again need to be quick
Up goes the umbrella, around goes the raincoat
Given a choice would like to reconsider my vote
The cars are honking, the trains go halting
The stress is building, the legs go sinking
The wind goes blowing, the bags go flying,
The pressure starts rising, temperature nose-diving,
The eyes blink faster, aiming to sort out the clutter,
The mouth begins to mutter, as anger raises up a flutter
The clothes all around tend to closer stick
As the sound of phones all around makes one feel sick
The voices gets lost as the noisy drops takes over
One begins to realize that nature is no push over
There is nothing to differentiate between sweat and rain
As all efforts to follow hygiene appears to go in vain
There are feelings of pain, as one attempts to remain sane,
As one realizes the importance of rain to sow the daily grain
There is definitely a balance, the benefits of staying home,
Calling up the office and having a valid reason to atone
Brewing a cup of one’s favorite drink, catching up a lost wink,
All in the name of avoiding travel in the so called horrible stink!
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