Sunday, August 29, 2010

INSANITY

That. It is a disease.
A disease of the mind
That will allow you to overcome who you are
In order to become something that you are not.

That. It is a change
A change so different that it terrifies you
more than those around you
who cannot stand to see you this way

That. It is a belief
A belief so untrue
but it fuels you
and you're delusions.

That. It is a system
to which you unwillingly submit
because you enjoy the pain it transmits
even though you knw it hurts you.

That. It is your life now
Even though it is something you never dreamed of
It is your worst fear and you can't even look into a mirror
For you have now entered your black world

And you believe you will never be rescued.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

HERO

Everybody loves a hero. A hero who they can trust. The one they can rely on. A hero who tells them to get through the darknest day to see the new morning light.
A hero who tells them to hold on to themselves a little longer so that they can be rescued. A hero who asks them to hope even in despair because no matter where they are or who they're with, the hero is always within them.
The hero is within you and me,
together we can start a league.
A league of legends to be
legends who believed
and hence unleashed
the heros inside for all of us to see.
We are heros- you and me.

Just believe
and you will be
A Hero.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

HOME :)

Its one of those moments in life where you look back at the times you’ve had and ponder over where you stand today.


You often wonder where you belong. Who you would run to, or call when you have something exciting say…

As I lay in bed racking my enormously and annoyingly vivid memory, searching for all the people I’ve met and have been close to, the times I’ve spent with them and a part of myself I shared with the, something flashed by brightly.

Shruthi’s dimpled smile. Simren’s dreamy look, Kirtana’s “it’ll be alright” tone, Deepa’s “life can’t f**k you unless you allow it to” attitude, Bhavana’s craziness, Nanditha’s sincerity and determination and of course Shreyas’ carefree nature at once reminded me that this is exactly where I belong.

This is where I would be when I want to laugh or cry,jump, cartwheel or eat fryms!

This is who I turn to.Layout friends.

All of us, for years, have journeyed so far and it has been wonderful!

You are the brightest in my memory and like my memory you shall never fade.

When I am with you I am exactly where I belong.

With all of you I am in my happy place. My home 



So I’d like to start this new year by thanking all of you for being here all these years

And thanks for your being here for the years to come

Lots of love to all of you:D

Yeppie!!!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

VIOLET

Purple and small

The green grass stands tall

Hiding and protecting me from all



When the wind blew

You tasted my fragrance

But you refused

To acknowledge my presence.



How many feet have scurried by

How many stepped on my face

Even the bees and the butterflies

They never knew

And just like you

Not once stopped to see

What lay behind this grass-tree



how many hearts I have yearned to feel

how much pain I have concealed

not one soul desired to know

that I, too, am a part of this meadow.



Shrunken and shunned I fall

Behind the green grass that stands tall

Blocking me out from all



When the wind blows

You taste my fragrance

But you still refuse

To acknowledge my presence.
In the darkest day he came


Told me his sorrows

And shared his pain.



Tears streaming down his face

He longed for comfort and solace

A friendly smile

And a few soft words

Was all he wanted from this world.



At once I dropped myself

To his side

Until he began to smile.



At once his face lit up

Like the brightest star in the sky

Oh! What bliss it was to see

Such happiness in his life.



On his brightest day he left

No longer pained

By the sorrows that he felt



As he waved goodbye

He failed to see

That behind my smile

Was my own tear in my eye.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The sun was smiling


The sky was clear

The birds were chirping like they knew no fear



Along came a little girl in rags

(and not to forget those gunny bags)

With a melody on her lips like

She had no worries in life



She went on and on

Until she came upon

A tree where little sobs that were

Filled with sorrow and pain could be heard.



She went around to see

What could be so melancholy

For the day was bright

With blinding light



And there by the roots of the tree

Sat a little dog full of weeps

The girl was agape

But managed to say-

“come here little dog

Don’t be afraid

For I mean no harm

And will keep you safe”

The fluffy do turned his fluffy head

His eyes big and round and scared

The girl picked him up and said

“don’t worry little doggie

My name is Amy”



The sun was frowning

The clouds had gathered

The birds were screaming

With a fit of fear



The little dog winced

And Amy said

“don’t worry little doggie

God is always there”



Tiny crystals from the sky

Fell upon them blinding their eyes

Amy ran as though she followed a guiding light

Until she saw her hut gleaming in the moonlight



She nursed her dog

And from that day on

They were an inseparable lot







One day Amy awoke

to find her doggie gone

she said to herself-“ oh well

he might have found his master

by whom he was looked after”

and with that she shed a bitter tear



but as she turned around

she found

a bunch of flowers on her bed

which her fluffy friend had kept with ail

and there he was wagging his tail!

Saturday, September 26, 2009

A DEDICATION TO MY GI BUDDIES

'twas summer
when the sun was bright
shining with all itts might

we all walked hand in hand by the sparkling blue lagoon
and smiled at out friendship-our boon.

we jumped, we laughed,we rolled,we danced
we fought,we cried,we hugged,we laughed
celebrated life and promised
never to leave each other's side.

we walked back home with heavy steps
and as we laid down to rest
we waited for another day of zest.

But today we awoke
to an eerie silence that provoked
streams of tears to flow down our eys
as we realised the gravity of our separated lives
and painfully we succumbed to the reality of life.

we had vowed to always be together
but now we are torn away from each other

it is a cold winter day
and behind a cloudy blanket
the sun is shying away

we are walking on different lands
with a tear in our eye
hoping that someday
we'll all walk hand in hand
once again by the sparkling blue lagoon
and smile at our friendship which is now a curse'd boon.