The falling star....

A star twinkling...
It breaks and falls
Mama said, make a wish
So i did...

It was all fake
Falling star did no miracle
Nor were my wishes fulfilled
When i see a falling star today
I just remember my mama
And i make no wish...

Update....

Today i saw the beggar with a brand new MP3...Interesting!!!

Happy anniversary ma and pa....

Its my parents anniversary tomorrow...Myself being an anti-marriage person,its hard for me to comprehend how two people can stay together for so many years.I have seen my parents fight over petty issues like what to gift a friend's daughter on her marriage to whether to travel on bus or via air to get to a certain destination.However,i must admit,amidst these fights,there is this undying love between them,and it is one reason that helps them fight all odds of life.They are solace to each other when they have noone else around to share what they feel,even their children fail to understand them but they understand each other completely and this is what have kept their love alive for all these 30 years.I am not there with them today but i wish them a very HAPPY ANNIVERSARY.I dont know if my parents will ever read this blog of mine but i want to tell them that i really really love them and want to make them proud parents one day...Love you both!!!

Waiting.....but for whom and what???

Oh lord...am again late for my office...my boss is gonna get horrified....Please god please...may a micro van be waiting to get it's last passenger.....These thoughts are running over my mind when i reach Ratna Park to catch a micro for office...Ratna Park,no wonder is crowded with students hurrying for school,employees running for offices,and vendors not running but screaming on top of their lungs,to sell their goodies to the passers' by...Amidst all of them,there is one person who caught my attention,a young man in his mid thirties is lying there with his clothes torn,skin tanned with extreme exposure in the sun,and a feeling of indifference towards everything on his face.There is this handkerchief in front of him where he expects people to give him some money in the name of "charity."Well,this man is healthy,doesnt have a broken limb,his eyesight is pretty good,and his arms are strong enough to do any kind of work.So why does he chose to live a life of such misery,depending on people to feed him and clothe him??My question remains unanswered.People pass by,and some "Samaritans" help him by donating Re 1 to Rs.10. There is a total of around Rs.20 in his handkerchief..well, enough to buy him his breakfast for the day....I see him,i see people fulfilling their social responsibility,but since i dont advocate begging..i move on..By the way i was getting late for office....I manage to catch the bus....The story does not end here....i am returning from my office and i have to pass through the same place where the beggar was in the morning...I am SHOCKED to see the same man sitting in the same posture with the same handkerchief (which is now empty) and the people still doing their best to help him through their "charity". God help him.....

GRE phobia

Yeah yeah....GRE is being a phobia for me...i cant help run away from it...i have lots of excuses to make..i am tired of a whole day work, i need to help my aunt in the kitchen...GRE is not the only thing that the graduate school will be evaluating me on...and on and on...However,now since i am supposed to make a presentation on GRE tomorrow,i realize that i m not the only one who is trying so hard..there are many and many more...so,i will buck up and start preparing for the haunting test.....Wish me luck!!!

Is this what the future holds?

This is a clipping taken from The Himalayan Times, 13th of May 2008, Tuesday.No matter how much we try to change the world, we cannot change it unless these young minds are nurtured with love. They have also learned to protest for every thing thats dissatisfying to them. Is this the way our country will be running?

Fermenting Flowers

"Fermenting Flowers" is the name of the book of poems of a very dear friend of mine Chirag Bangdel. As he calls it, its a small chapbook...but i must tell you, this small chapbook has some wonderful poems and one needs a heart to understand what he is trying to convey through those poems. I had a delightful reading experience and there are many poems in this book that i have come to love, but one of my personal favorites is the poem called Uphill.

The Uphill tires me
You walk fast
and ahead
Strange,
I always thought
that i'd lead you.

You reach to the top
You laugh at me
and my weakness
I am a bad walker

Yet,
you come running back to my arms
laugh at me,still
and push me from behind
all the way to the top.

See?
I am supposed to lead.

Its a lovely collection of short poems and i would suggest all to have a copy of it and enjoy engrossing yourself in the reading!!!

Summer Time.....LazyTime

The days have started getting longer, and for no good...I feel so lazy friends. There is so much to do but every muscle in my body disagrees to work in harmony.When my mind wants to work, my heart doesnt and when the heart gets geared up,my head says, NO PLEASE GIVE ME SOME BREAK...well well...i keep listening to every part, and at the end of the day i have done nothing..Thanks to facebook...most of the times i spend my time with the different applications, the recent one being the twirl text..i havent accomplished much yet,but my word power has for sure increased in one single day..isnt it amazing??so,i cant say i havent accomplished anything throughout the day...can i???
I know, i know, i am not supposed to use facebook while in office but fellas,i need some entertainment...i just hope my boss doesnt read this blog of mine,or i might be fired...lol!!!Anyway folks,i am now feeling bored blogging as well..so i will now search for another source of entertainment for myself..till then,beat the heat and the bland environment,and WORK!!!