SUGAR

Long time ago i met a lady. She became my close associate. We regularly met everyday. We discovered we had similar taste, the taste of living life. Gradually she became my source of happiness. She helps me find solutions whenever i have problems. When i am lost in thoughts about my work she always tells me; Don't take your work as a burden; take it as an opportunity to learn new things everyday. Enjoy it! I remember every word you said. 

Thank you for being with me on the lonely path
And one thing is for sure i will be with you  
Whenever  you  are going through a rough patch
Thank you for dreaming my dreams together with me 


When you are not with me i hate the silence
This silence sucks my soul deep. Loneliness kills me when you are gone

Your taste of life reflects my dreams
The music in you makes me want to dance for the rest of  my life

The rhythm in you brightens up every moment of my life
I wanna see the world with you. 
It's always fun and everything brightens up when i am with you
Your loveliness attracts the whole beauty around us 


You make the air i breath sweet. You make the icy air warm to breath. 
You make me see what is there beyond what we merely see with our naked eyes
You are my muse, you give me the muse to write these words on this page now
Stay with for evermore, until the world falls into pieces

The memories we created will remain green until the sound of the river stops
With you i will find the place to live wherever we go
Lets paint our lives with your grace
We will grow old together

 

  

Another Morning

I was just walking by and the cold wind kissed my cheeks

To me it said rethink and rebuild the dreams of yore

Was i dreaming again? It never stops weaving a chain of hopes

Listen to your heart, follow the path said the soft wind in a whisper

I heard distant whispers; Follow the light before the shadow devours it

Keep the fire burning when darkness creeps through the doors of dreams

Let the warmth of the fire conquer a cold sensation

Let the light pass through the door

And i saw the way i was seeking for

I saw the white rays through it, the sun i saw in the past

Should i call you the finder or a dreamer nigh me, inside me?

The wind replied in whisper; "you  found the finder to show us the path"

Harsh morning broke the hush in the room;brought my senses to sense

And my tired mind cursed the cold morning air

My tired mind is filled with questions

Set me free Sugar!

Am i musing about things whic are better than nothing?

Autumn has come to paint mother earth. And winter is on the way. Walk about, enjoy the season, its beauty, the sound, the colours. It tells a story about spring and summer.They kissed mother earth; they have now kissed good bye to holy mother earth.We all received a shower of love from them. Come another spring another year. Time flies away so fast. The weekends, the week seem so short. I am growing older everyday.

Where was i? where am i? Did i spend those bygone moments staring at the clock trying to stop its moving hands. Thinking about things that make me laugh, things that piss me off, things that pounds my head... thus it creates a cycle in which my mind is caught. Sometimes i am bit bizarre and crazy, i wish for some kind of psychic powers...Wish i had psychic powers to predict the unpredictable tomorrows.

Present is the future and the past, for present makes them. I read some where that we spend today preparing for future... it was one of the religious books i read long time ago.  So Live in present, live today for you will waste today preparing for future.

Loner

Muse..... maybe lyrics

There he goes to the forbidden place

Nobody wants him, graveyard wants him

And there there he goes, looking for a companion

Will she be there, waiting?

Cold but alive, alive but soundless and quiet

The place seems good for him

Oh that’s another world for him

Different world, the unknown, the unsolved

There he meets his fortune

There, there, she talks to him for she needs warmth

And he gave what he could, there, there, he is gonna live

Live in peace till the soul finds another place.

Woman

Let me write few lines about woman
Women are like four seasons.  Sometimes they are hot and wet like summer and dry like winter! Sometimes they are full of joy, very welcoming and fresh like spring. At times she drops all these qualities on mother earth like autumn leaves.
Sometimes they are like kid. They seek for attention, they need attention. If we fail to give attention she becomes a little devil, aggressive like kid.
All in all she is wonderful as always.

Acknowlegement

Many of us forget to acknowledge people around us for their services. While we never forget to criticize if they make a blunder. Well no matter what even if we do 100 good things people will hardly talk about it or even if they do, they do it half-heartedly. But you make one mistake, people will talk about it 100 times.

There are some people in certain organization where the one who talk more are appreciated. Let me share my little experience. There are three kinds of employee. Number one comes who do less and talk more. This group of people are very diplomatic. They can talk like hell in certain office meetings. Whatever they say is nothing more than mere hocus pocus. They are nothing more than a bunch of bloody crooks.

Second comes the one who works and talk less. These are the group of people who are being suppressed, oppressed and never appreciated for their performance. And the people who only talk  are always acknowledged and appreciated by the Bosses. Well among all, this group is a very dangerous group. They are the perfect  manipulative. They can turn everything topsy- turvy in the system .

Chidhood-youth; Then and Now

Do you have any childhood memories that you cherish? I think all of us cherish memories of childhood days. Sit and think i am sure there are lot of memories,some unforgettable, some exciting and some painful.
As a child there were certain things i wanted to accomplish, things i wanted to do before i cross certain age. For instance, i always admired Royal Enfield motor bike. I still have that fire in my mind to own it, to ride it, to cross miles... man am so excited to do it.
How i fell in love with this machine?

As a little boy i admired toys; bikes, toy guns, cars, trains and to be honest i still secretly admire some of these (but not to that extent) whenever i go shopping with my other half. ha ha ha, think i am funny, now that's childish.
There was a Bullet bike owned by an associate of my parents in those days. All the kids in our neighborhood enjoyed riding on it, making the sound of the engine by our lips we would simply ride the still machine.One of the most exciting parts of the moment; there were also other motorbikes parked in our neighborhood.
Whenever there was nobody around, i would just take a chance to kick start. it was usually a scooter and i always enjoyed pushing the metal bar of other bikes.

when i was a youth we often talked about the bloody good machine. Well, i don't know what i am scribbling. But i tell you i see freedom on this page. i think i got out of the habit of writing since my high school days.. We should all get into the habit to at least jot down or record our thoughts, a diary may be.   I vaguely remember some poems i wrote, poem i wrote about drooping roses and the first poem which was printed in annual school magazine.And of course my thoughts which my changeable mind kept on changing. There were, there are thoughts. There are few things, be it about my family, about my career, about us, so on, so forth. You know there are certain things we wanna do.  When i was in school i thought of doing, but i thought i will do it when i reach college.....and there were certain that i decided that i will do after graduation, after getting a job,after certain years, not realizing i am growing older everyday....

As i grew up there were so many things that i wanted to do, dreams that i used to dream alone. And now there are dreams that i dream together with my other half. There were moments in my life when i felt that i was like a bird with a broken wing; i got wings but i cant fly. My mind tells me to do this, do that.. but a man cant execute whatever his crazy mind commands. Now i feel that i have the will to do few things i was always afraid to do.  i vaguely remember this line, i saw it some where something like, Do things that you are always afraid to do...   And i thank my other half for this. She is the most wonderful lady i ever came across in my life.

Capture moments for evermore

As a little boy i was always fascinated by camera. I still remember the first camera i ever used, it was my dad's Yashica camera. It was the first camera i ever touched. Those days taking picture was an expensive thing to do i guess, we used to take photographs only on certain occasions.
Photography i guess these days has become easy and convenient.There are many who takes a lot of photographs these days.
Well the point here is its so good to capture moments in life. This reminds me of poets who captures beauty in lines for ever more. Go out, get lost, walk about capture everything; well i love autumn. i wannna walk about and capture the colours  of autumn for evermore.   

Beginner

Well i always had the habit of scribbling on the back page of of notebook during my school days. I used to write a line about anything that struck me. I heard about blogging before  and i always wanted to create one, but i couldn't do it...anyway i am glad that i did it, one week ago.