Saturday, 26 July 2014
Friday, 25 July 2014
Truly Said ~2
The best time to start thinking about your retirement is before the boss does." - Anonymous
Truly said ~1
"The first myth of management is that it exists. The second myth of management is that success equals skill."- Robert Heller
Saturday, 5 July 2014
The Invisibles
They live, they eat, they sleep
Yes, they breathe on the streets.
With hands to beg
And eyes on the sky
They creep on the streets.
No roofs on head
In monsoon, summer or winds to
freeze
They drench on the streets.
Barefoot children and powerless
mothers
Lost in crowd, they earn living
Faces known till sun is sinking
Waiting to have a death as
blessing
They wait for rising sun on the
streets.
Shout high to make the world
listen
The silent cries that only the
heart listens
Hope for a bright destiny
Can change the fate of poverty
With this faith in the heart
Yes, they survive on the streets.
Monday, 17 March 2014
Little Moments
When we
forget all the burdens
And cut
our troubles to half
The moment of utter joy
The moment of utter joy
And
that is when we laugh.
When I
came back in the cab
And all
the cabbies with their tiresome stories
And then
we start with our refreshing talkies
I start
loving my travelling spirit.
When
I go crazy with my friends
with
our silliness at its height
That
I laugh so hard
I am
almost about to cry
When
I cook with my mom
With untried
recipes on the stove
We
start to laugh at our process
Its far
better than any other show.
When
a song comes on the radio
I recall
a memory behind it
I sing
with my bestest voice
That all
others remind me to stay quiet.
When
i am lying in the grassy field
Feeling
the freezing wind
Lost
in my own thoughts
That
I can feel all bliss and love.
So
here is a bit of advice for you all
for
on your own behalf
from
all little moments
Take
some time to laugh... :) :)
The Nature
In the stretched oceans, as the
waves sway
The rising sun takes the breathe
away.
As if it answers to millions of
prayers
Yes I watched the dawn on the
day.
The sand that stretch to the
miles
The burning coal showering from
the sky
The thirsty me and the rainless
desert
Yes, I lie in dust to be lost forever.
Snowy hills and the incomparable
peace,
Birds chirping high in the wind
to freeze
Amidst this soulful heaven’s
thundering
Yes, I drowned in the pure
serenity.
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