Naive...

They call me naive... im inexperinced it seems...
I ask them 'when do i turn suave?' ... do i need to reach my sixties?
I wait patiently for the day... learning and pulling to myself all i get...
Time is rolling by on its own way... spoiling me sometimes ...but more, making me all set...

Sometimes its over confidence ... but yet at others, lack of the same...
We all row in the same pinnace... waiting for our chance in the game...
Nobody sees himself steady always...never should that end up in a shallow...
If there are mounds then there are concaves... they are two faces of times' hollow

I try to set some sense of trend... 'Goodwill always wins' those words resound my sorrow...

Dreams come and dreams are made to bend... And ya i still stand with no one to follow...

If you think you can, or you think you can't your right...

That qoute on the header to this article is not mine, yae i just picked that up from some place i read... But it makes sense, don't it? Think about it... what exactly does that say... It only means one thing, 'your decision is always right...' What you would have chosen for yourself would be the best choice, you need no one else to decide for you... Does anyone realize how strong that one liner is? Go deep into it and you will realize what you are today or what you might call your fate is exactly what you devised for yourself. As an individual, we all learn a lot in our lives by just living among other human beings... that is, you learn everyday... as you grow up... from being a kid to whatever you stand as today, is what we are taught or what we pick up as as part of our selves as we trod along... Till about the age of say, 14-15, we depend on quite a few poeple around us, who influence us in almost very many ways to make decisions and we always feel safer going back to them time and again... But there comes a time we begin to realize that the point of view of those closest to our hearts, stand only secondary to what we think... Its not that we don't value them anymore but its that you or me have begun trusting our own inner being so much that we digest the fact that we are capable of making the right choices for ourselves... As far as i can analyze this definitely is a right realization for each of us. But, there's more to it... When we decide to go our way and not take the inputs of poeple we live amoung, it calls for a lot of thought invoking. This is so because what follows our decisions fall as sole responsibilties on our shoulders.. you should'nt ever imagine anybody else to help you through the decision's after effects though there would always be people to come your aid. Owning the consequences of what you do for yourself is the biggest role you need to understand when you think you can handle your life. There is no such thing that as fate when some scenarios hit your life. Let me explain it to you with an example... When you walk on a road and are suddenly hit by a moving vehicle, you call it your fate..You might have been on the right side of the road following your rules as a pedestrain, but fate had something out of its books in store for you... and more often than not you need to cope with it... But on the other hand when you are faced with a situation where you have control, like giving up the opportunity to grabbing a good chance to make your life , ...it could be just leaving behind your family for a few years, there your the decision maker and nobody else... That's where your decision is right... 'If you think you can or you think you can't... your right...' Never blame yourself about what follows after you've decided... because that decision is always right.... :)

Hey Yaar... Im bored... :(

A tuesday morn at work... seated in a cubicle of six...
staring at a word doc....realming myself in a fix...
three seats empty...as i look around,
the other three, you call a crowd...


Two are busy... and then there's me...
I frown to myself... its sooo boring...
But who do i hold responsible to that... its my life soaring...
My frown fades away... i open the document staring at me...
the head phones go into my ear... now for some music...
Nothing is boring... as long as you get going kid...

People tell You ....

People tell you that, when you meet the love of your life... time stands still and it really does...but what they don't tell you is that when it resumes it moves twice as fast... to catch up with all it lost...

How classy is your job...

Rrrrringgggggggg... goes the alarm.... whats the time... 6 O'clock... can sleep for another 10 mins...put it on snooze 'my cell is tuned 10mins ahead of time' .... in another split second i hear the alarm again.... God why is time flying?... get-up get-up.... yaawnn.... I need a cup of hot coffee...I place my feet down... oooooh... Its so freezing cold....where are my slippers.... ah now it feels good... feet well slippered, and in no mood to let the rest of my body take the same spine chilling cold, i get into a warm sweater and move towards the front door... Just as i open it a light breeze blows... grrrrrr.... bangalore's winters are getting really cold... oh, how i wish it was a saturday... now to go for work... i find myself at the gate.... put my hand into the bag and pull out the packet of milk... he's delivered it alright and here's the newspaper...can hardly read a word.. at six in the morn, its so dark...'its winter you bum... the days are shorter and nights longer' :) .... i go in straight to the kitchen.. light the stove.. place a tea-pot... put in the required amount of milk & look through the news of the day...'Satyam in deep crises', 'Pumps go dry on panic buying' - crazy people... :), 'Humbled in bypolls, Soren to lose job'-serves him right :( ... all just the continuation... hmmm the milks ready... now for the instant bru....

I comfortably seat myself at the table... sipping my brew and relishing it, i silently thank God the day began so well.... coffee on time... something clicks in my head... that boy.. the milkman... he must be around 18... he's doing his higher secondary... thats what he told me... its so great of that boy.. i mean he comes in everyday punctually, so early to make sure that all of his customers get their milk on time... its soo cold outside... wonder if he cribs in bed too... we need to look up to people like this to learn a few things from...

The newspaper boy, the milkman, your postman, your maid, the guy that collects garbage from your doorstep so you have a life easier to live... These are the people who you hardly even notice... everyday life just moves on... without even a second glance at any of these... There maybe, not much that you could do to light up their life... but its not that you can't do anything also... the few times you meet them face to face.. probably you would'nt even recognize them.. it could be the first time you notice who delivers your registered letters... but yet... just a harmless smile...or a silent prayer for the person... or maybe a salutation... 'good day' wish... that would bring a small smile... his/her day would be made...

As a part of society, there are some things that all of us as human beings need to learn... we need to learn to respect every individual around us... just as much as respect, you demand from another is how much you need to show to the other... and when you respect another person, you also will begin to respect his/her professsion... its not new to anybody i think, that we notice amoung us several people hold low regard towards certain categories of jobs... you see in your day-to-day life in conversations where people make qoutes like 'oh he, he works for a call-centre' or 'that chaps a driver'... it may not be a suitable job to you... but it does serve him/her as a source of living... There's almost no such thing as a 'classy job'...if there weren't people who do half your jobs for you everyday, life wouldn't be just as easy... think about it... were you to walk up to a shop for your pack of milk every morn...fetch the paper... drop kids at school... do all your daily chores yourself... a lot different isn't it?.. almost unimaginable... what you may sigh away as menial is probably manna for another... learn to be grateful... things will look less sophisticated then...