tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48718237335873492182011-07-31T04:00:00.559-07:00Insightswaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871823733587349218.post-74576859762076649522011-03-05T03:55:00.000-08:002011-03-05T03:55:52.624-08:00One more meet!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Nostalgic breeze has taken me down,<br />I wanna smile at our progress but the distance makes me frown,<br />I just wish it was easy as it was..<br />To meet up on the katta...<br />And do our 'time pass'..<br /><br />Now it all seems so far away...<br />and we seem apart too..<br />i don't want to poke u on FB...<br />I wanna 'beat u' in person too..<br /><br />Come on guys lets just meet at Rohit...<br />just for one more hour...<br />Lets leave aside 'career and associated' worries aside for a while...<br />wanna snap one more pic, to capture everyone's typical style..<br /><br />I guess this was meant to be...<br />I just wish everyone achieves what they aspire to be..<br />But I am sure that one day we all will meet once again..<br />Las-Vegas, Switzerland or Venice,with our respective better half's maybe<br />But lets all also meet at OUR katta- Cadbury<br />And history will repeat...<br />We will have a blast..<br />Refresh old moments to laugh at..<br />Create new memories to hold on to..<br /><br />And then we may move on..<br />but we won't move away...<br />Distances and circumstances will always be there..<br />I guess all the more reason for a moment to spare..<br />Just a small mail , call or an SMS maybe..<br />P.s. - I believe the next big event will be "I am having a baby!"<br />God save that soul from weird aunts and uncles like us...<br />Life is a gift and I only wish to celebrate it with all of us!!!<br />God Bless and meet you soon...<br />tunak tunak tun tunak tunak tun tunak tunak tun ta da da<br /><br />(Didn't want to end it on a sad note! :) Miss you guys! God Bless!)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871823733587349218-7457685976207664952?l=chaliceofmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871823733587349218.post-32995429599307477282009-09-19T03:58:00.000-07:002009-09-19T04:02:00.537-07:00Beautifully Imperfect<div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Helter skelter everyone is running,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Blinding pace and it's all about wining.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>The road to podium,strewn wit slain confidences,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>There is only second to none,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Else none at all!</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Only the mountain top,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Or bear the steep fall.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Only the elite perfect are</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>sieved through the finest of net.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>To the trash can head the rest.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Decimals invented for precision,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>End up making crucial decision.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>God knows what to call this fest!</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Is it actually happening at his behest??</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Hey do you know why you are running?</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Just stop and think for a while..</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Are you not at sanity's brink?</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>God!! Why is perfection so much in vogue?</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>I am just being me don't call me a rogue!</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Admire the beauty of imperfection all around you.</b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b></b><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Had the canyons been so breathtaking </b><br /><b>If they were smooth and new?</b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Or the clouds been so beautiful</b><br /><b> If they were geometrically true?<br /></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b> </b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Or the mornings so beautiful, </b><br /><b>If the colors were from from the palette of just red,green or blue?</b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b> </b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Or the waves so rapturous, </b><br /><b>If they marched in 'order'ly queue?</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br /></b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>These are not prototypes,</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>On the stairway to perfection.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Individuality is the reason for their admiration.</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>So why are we humans indifferent to this celebration?</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Let us call ourselves as God's 'special effect' !</b><br /></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>We too are 'beautifully imperfect'!<br /></b><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871823733587349218-3299542959930747728?l=chaliceofmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871823733587349218.post-7947220198497542122009-09-11T12:09:00.000-07:002009-09-11T22:48:46.309-07:00Ek Entrance Thi<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: small;"><b></b></span><br /><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ek </b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>entrance</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b> thi...<br />Ek candidate tha...<br />Kya craze..kya hype...kya competition tha..<br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ek open mock di..<br />Score decent aye..<br />Phir asha ki kiran dikhi..<br />Bas wat ki shurvat hui..</b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqfr4Vk6HI/AAAAAAAAATs/c80SuN5DzxU/s1600-h/killer_cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqfr4Vk6HI/AAAAAAAAATs/c80SuN5DzxU/s200/killer_cat.jpg" /></a></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Nostalgic ho gaye tum kahan...<br />Sun ke ye dastan..<br />Log hairan hai kyun ke anjan hey..<br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Cat ki woh gali..<br />Baat jiski chali..<br />Us gali mein..<br />Mera scores ka thikana na raha .. <br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ek </b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>entrance</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b> thi..<br />Ek candidate tha..<br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqf1zr7H2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VJ-pHOKpf6U/s1600-h/killer-cat-186px.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqf1zr7H2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/VJ-pHOKpf6U/s320/killer-cat-186px.jpg" /></a>Uss cat ne aisa nocha..<br />Hamesha pattern badla..<br />Yeh formula, woh short cut.. <br />Kuch kam ke nahin..<br />Fir bhi asha thi..<br />Ek section strength tha..<br /></b></span> </div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Baat kuch aur thi..<br />CAT harmkhor thi..<br />Uske questions mein chupi..<br />Applications ki khichdi thi..<br />9th 10th syllabus ka sirf..<br />Ek bahana tha.. </b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqf-pTvUwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ki6I7OhdAi0/s1600-h/killercat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19kiK60udJc/Sqqf-pTvUwI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Ki6I7OhdAi0/s200/killercat.jpg" /></a><br />Ek </b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b>entrance</b></span><span style="font-size: small;"><b> thi..<br />Ek candidate tha..<br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Bewafa CAT ne.. <br />Apne strong section se..<br />Aisa dhoka kiya.. <br />(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..<br />(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..<br />Aisa dhoka kiya.. <br />Negative sectional diya<br />(dhoka dhoka dhoka) (dhoka dhoka dhoka)..<br />Negative sectional diya..<br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mar gaya woh jawan..<br />Mar gaya woh jawan..<br />Ab suno dastaan..<br />Udhar leke kahin se paise bhare AXIS mein..<br />Phir woh pahucha wahin ..<br />Josh naya tha abhi..<br /></b></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Strategy bhi thi nayi..<br />Saamna jab hua..<br />Phir wahi sab hua..<br />Uska yeh ego trip tha..<br />Uska yeh ego trip tha..<br />Canditate ko ego apna marna tha!!!<br /><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871823733587349218-794722019849754212?l=chaliceofmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871823733587349218.post-50243447017339452822009-06-03T00:14:00.000-07:002009-06-03T00:23:45.444-07:00RejectedIt's all come crashing down...<br />A deluge of feelings..<br />And you expect me to drown..<br />And a face with a frown...<br />And an eager voice humming a sad song..<br />NO NO NO...<br />You just don't know...<br />What i am feeling and where i am..<br />A place beyond the reach..<br />Beyond boundaries...<br />Beyond the normalities..<br />The pain persists..<br />But i can't feel it now..<br />I can see the destruction..<br />But my eyes run dry..<br />I feel the failure..<br />But i cannot sigh...<br />It's blown up like a balloon...<br />An innocent question pricks...<br />Into action,my heart kicks..<br />A drop of dew wins the battle and comes through...<br />Ironically it gets its due..<br />I keep wondering...<br />Why am i one of the rejected few???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871823733587349218-5024344701733945282?l=chaliceofmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4871823733587349218.post-3353576154208599452009-06-02T08:34:00.000-07:002009-06-02T08:39:06.867-07:00MasksMasks masks masks all around...<br />A glued smile..<br />Hides detachment with guile..<br />The warmth u feel..<br />may just be only yours..<br />A few laughs and few moments of fun...<br />You feel on right side of the sun..<br />To be in the company of the chosen few..<br />Just let out a tear..<br />And you find none of them are near...<br />None to catch your fall...<br />You smash right on your face..<br />Just rest the case...<br />BONDING!!!..there seems no trace..<br />Beware my friend..<br />Of those masked marauders...<br />Forgiveness they may plead..<br />Justifying their selfish deed...<br />Take my advice..<br />Don't expect symphony from broken reed..<br />Don't try to mend the broken ends..<br />Because the mask can only pretend!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4871823733587349218-335357615420859945?l=chaliceofmemoirs.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>swaphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12023280138544052089noreply@blogger.com0