Poems of the childhood! Imaginary Breakup

Until I realized I was a loner,
I had enjoyable moments coming sooner,
I felt like I was the world's owner,
But all this ended & got hidden in a dark corner.

I never had feelings to hurt someone,
But such moments I guess often come,
When u care too much for a special one,
U talk all the time while she stays mum.

Putting the relationship first & friends secondary,
Gives you enough pleasure which is momentary,
When you try to make it historical like monumentary,
You find yourself standing in no entry.

One fine day she comes and says "I want to talk to you",
And you start picturing your dream with her's,
She puts an end to it by saying "I am breaking up with you",
Then u realize colorful life turing to faded colors,

You still pretend to beleive that "She Still loves you",
And that u have a magical charm and added flairs,
You are the one in demand & that "She needs You",
And she must have lied to you but she still cares,
And all your friends start saying "She dumped you",
U just wanna forget it like one of ur frightful nightmares,
You wished u knew that the problem was "It was all about you",
And she just wanted an ordinary love story which she could call her's. 

While coming from a trip 24/12/08

Poems of the childhood! - Wish which threatens

Deep from my heart comes an evil wish
Lets dignity down & greeds replenish               
Tongue slips anytime & confides pish
But others don’t bother or swish

It eats comfort as it’s a tasty dish
And it forces my soul to squish
Heart rottens & smells like a dirty fish
Surroundigs soiled & yellows greenish

It plays with me a terrific game of squash
And strucks very hard on my cash
Turns construction &thinking into ash 
And this job is done within a flash

It leads mental flights to a crash 
To our feelings it gives a bash
Our confidence has to make a dash
And finally bursts out with a splash

Written on 08/25/2006

Poems of the childhood! - Viral Fever

There is a pain that goes through my heart
When I see my name on the illness chart
With viruses coming on their buffalo cart
And within my soul dizziness start.
  
I can’t believe but doc stated this fact 
now I ‘ll have to take some protective act
and make some doctor-patient pact   
nd pretend to be a smiley & accordingly enact.

There is a question that needs to be enlighted
How this malady has to be fighted   
What all organs are to be diagnosed and sighted
And all this would keep me frighted

Until I see the shine of fighter pathogens &cells
And create some anti bacterial or virus shells 
And send all the dirty microbes to various hells
And would I be able to hear pain soothing bells.

Oh god !please take me out of this microorganism hit
All this ailing crap and paining shit
Which has been for  so long hard punching & bit  
Now I cant bear this and this is it!

GOD gets kind and accepts this wish of mine
Can’t I believe I got rid of it and got fine
Anti microbes did a great job and can now shine
Have no words just can say”GOD thank thine”.  

Written on 6/3/2007  having a viral fever

Poems of the childhood! - 17 Years

A simple face which she bears

And the cute smile she wears  

An unexpected news when she hears

And all the time then she fears

Her anxiety then puts next gears

And all her happiness disappears   

Slowly then her cool mind sears 

And then all the atmosphere clears

At the time when her brother appears

And he tells her that she is 17 years

Written for cousin's 17th Birthday 09/15/2005

Poems of the childhood! - A tender soul

She makes the world around bright
With patience held in her mind tight
With immense love and might
She lets all the trouble fright

And lets her trust and hope flight
With many difficulties to fight
She makes every decision right
And keeps everyone in her sight

With her eyes full of  diffusing light
She enlightens like a lamp in night
Her success touches every height
& does others bad habits right

With her life flying smoothly like a kite
With her lovesome desires infinite
Among all she tries to remains elite
And upholds nature as sweet as delite

Written together with my cousins for their mom's birthday 03/21/2005

Poems of the childhood! - To India with love

Well its about the king of land
For all others it has a neutral stand
Which has got a farming wand
Working farmers getting their skin tanned

It has its flag a colured triband
& has an original international brand
while its east is a wet monsoon grand
its west consists of dry sand

To others it shows its loyalty as a friend
but doesn’t cross its dignity or bend
For seeking peace it always tend
forgets injuries and does hatred blend

It cares for others and lets them lend
achieves target by a definite trend
It has rigid laws and it does amend
but still has a lot of work pend

Rich heritage is its master gland
trying  to destroy it is banned
Its constituition &economy is planned
& maintains itself hand in hand

Written on Independence Day 08/15/2005

Poems of the childhood! - A Bonded Couple

A relation that bonds us together
That we know truly whether
In which their hearts want to gather
Relation which never changes like weather

A bond which slips over one another as ether
Fight gets over as fast as panther
Maintains relationship as soft as lather
As strong as the untearable leather

About others they shouldn’t bother
Whether they are someone’s mother
Or could be a caring or loving father
But should act as each other’s  soother

And none should blame either
And try to call back scrap neither
Jealousy shouldn’t make their mind warmther
Difference should not remain as heather 
  
A string which ties them in a tether
HE follows a trend not to war-with-her       
But the fact is that they love each other
And day by day they become wealthier 

Written for my Mom and Dad's Marriage Anniversary on 01/20/2005

Poems of the childhood! - Me & Myself

Why we want always us to be first 
Nothing comes true to our thirst
Why we ain’t to be enough just 
Esteem comes to our mind & then burst

Why consider individualism as must
On others we don’t have any trust
Why our ideals about others are the worst
Our mind contains a lot of dust

No time to heed to others quest
Forget about gesture & the guest
Thinking they are a non-leaving pest
An aching pain on our chest

We wish to have fun on others feast  
Considering us to be the religious priest
An useful healing or converting yeast
Thinking that others importance is least

Thinking that world lies on our wrist
Having a dirty mind full of mist
One thing on which I insist
i.e. our mentation is biggest terrorist 

Particularly we think of our own nest
And let bolt down  all of the rest 
Huh! What others…. I am the best
Always  we want to be on the crest

Written on 08/05/2005

Poems of the childhood! - A Roily River

Once upon a time there was a river 
Which made every rock shiver
It didn’t let any one cross over
Nor did help anybody ever

It was so cunning, dodgy &clever
Those who touched its water got fever 
It never gave felicity &instead was pain giver
Those went in river returned never

Those who ate the river’s fodder
Got destroyed their liver
Nor their mouth were saved by any beaver
Nor did it stopped by any lever

The water flowed like the waver
Nor did any mortal did its favor
It gave only sorrow to its receiver
There was no river’s master or any haver

Comparison to river nor was any braver
Nor did anything float on river
Not even boat or any mover
Which ever tried to do so did quiver

One day there came an intrepid diver
Who wished to look into the river
Beneath the water surface cover
And so he used a water blower

And he found there an evil depraver
A virus effected network or server
And so he called the god “heaver”
And asked HIM to dry the river

And asked god to cage the depraver
To put on a devout cover
Just as the meandering job done by a weaver
And the roily river became a calm lover……  

Written on 01/21/2005

Poems of the childhood! - A beautiful mind

Have we ever wondered what’s behind this face
Which is full of intelligence and grace
Which keeps ahead us in every race 
Which always works in a hurry & pace

It can create Infinite number of rays
It works all the night and days 
Impossible becomes possible & opens many ways 
For our success every time it prays

It is so cunning that it never leaves any trace
And the seeker cries upon his disgrace
It is so different that it never gets its brace
It searches the lost in every place 

It gives emphasis on every phrase
It stores knowledge as kept in a vase
It sets up everywhere an annoying craze
For the IQ factor it is the main base

It has got the potential to chase
It lets our confidence to raise
It decides the penalty for every case
A beautiful mind is there as every one says

Written on 8/15/2003

Poems of the childhood! - Our Hearts

Hearts are lovely, light& sweet

It loves everyone & always beat

However I try hard it never lets me cheat

Personality is a mirror & heart makes it neat

It stores the name of my lovers in a leet

It flies above the seas and likes to tweet

Where heart is of importance there mind is obsolete

It wishes to roam like a mad in the street

Even if I forget it never forgets to greet

It melts very easily as if it is sleet

On seeing my lover it tries hard to meet

It has a red lamp which gives heat

It says go achieve that it is as simple as you eat

It brings oneness from mouth to feet

It locks our mischiefs and does delete 

It has a soft corner for elders as well as a seat

Its just like a donor which gives red treat

What mind does wrong it does not repeat

It acts as a center & guides the fleet

Its so strong that no one can defeat

Written on 6/14/2003

If only wishes were true and lives were simple

With every sunshine I wake up and wanna sleep again,

So that I may be able to escape the never-ending pain,

But again I forget that this pain is like a shackle of chain,

Which keeps flashing on me again and again…..

Another morning I wake up in hope of some relief rain,

But again this effort ain’t enough and would go in vain,

Yet of all this digression which I try to forget, all I am sayin,

Is that I just wish another chance to live my life again…..

If only wishes were true and lives were simple,

There would have been escapist opportunities in ample,

That I wouldn’t miss upon the pain, a chance to trample,

But again wishes ain’t true and lives ain’t simple…

Written on 01/22/2010 post CAT 2009 Results

Choice of a lifetime

When I entered helL I was both excited and confused at the same time,
As outsiders thought that I was at a stage of my life which was the most prime,
And inside every other professor considered me not even worth a dime,
As sometimes I did not prepare for class or made it to 8:45 AM class in-time.

After partying all night with cheap whiskey or in rare cases tequila shots with lime,
On being asked a CP question, I acted like an actor with a gift for mime,
or started looking to my neighbor's hand written notes and blur it out like a rhyme,
And if I was luckily saved, I started singing for the neighbor a praising hymn.

Was I at the right place for making a career or getting punished for a crime,
Coz  there were enough farzi assignments/ projects with sacrosanct deadlines time,
Maggus advised to study hard and fun seniors asked to stay away from this slime,
I was confused again & needed to make a choice to get out of this state of grime.

Academics certainly didn't look like my cup of tea after tasting salty shikanji lime,
Neither did it ring the bell in the ears or had a pleasant sound of a wind chime,
So I analyzed the situation like an HR Answer preparation of what I want or who I am,
I am mmmm.... I am mmmm.. only this kept playing in my head like a rhyme.

And then came the overtures, the biggest decision to make in your campus life time, 
Making me discover where I wanted to be, I found one place to be the most sublime,
Insomniac nights with multiple task rounds sure looked like a rocky mountain climb,
But overcoming obstacles, I achieved something outstanding - INDEXed for lifetime..