We didn't get a chance,
not because I didn't wish for it.
It was just that
there was a lot at stake.
Hopes too few,
and conflicts too many.
And opportunities too inappropriate.
And soon it was too late...
But I hope that
you'll agree
We've got something beautiful.
Something to cherish,
which I do; and hope
that you will too.
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Thursday, August 12, 2010
Tuesday, August 03, 2010
A Promise
I make a promise
to get back to you
The question you posed
A reply is perhaps owed to us
Sadly, i am hurried at present
and it will be an injustice
to respond in haste
So give me some time
and i will get back to you
I make a promise
to get back to you
The question you posed
A reply is perhaps owed to us
Sadly, i am hurried at present
and it will be an injustice
to respond in haste
So give me some time
and i will get back to you
I make a promise
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Resenting success
Have you ever resented your successes? Those successes that came naturally to you; those that you got by virtue of being who you are. Ever felt that they came at the expense of others which you miss; which you wish were yours?
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
From the Past
While going through the assortment of random notes, post-its, credit card receipts and bills that I had brought from Bangalore, I found the following note written by me sometime in May-June this year:
Pain is the glacier from which all the rivers of courage originate. All that is required is a valley that needs to be irrigated.
There is a duel - inside me - how do you choose sides. I am the two teams, I am the referee, I am the audience...how the hell I decide which side to choose. Even the duel is not well defined. One side is stronger cause ...
I need some all consuming work.
Work is the respite. An idle brain is the worst enemy of a genius.
Well, I did choose; actually I gave in to one side which got some impulses. It was bad, I learnt my lessons; and then life moved on.
But finding this piece was a good reminder of the struggle and the fact that I am capable of writing something that, at least to me, sounds a little bit poetic.
Pain is the glacier from which all the rivers of courage originate. All that is required is a valley that needs to be irrigated.
There is a duel - inside me - how do you choose sides. I am the two teams, I am the referee, I am the audience...how the hell I decide which side to choose. Even the duel is not well defined. One side is stronger cause ...
I need some all consuming work.
Work is the respite. An idle brain is the worst enemy of a genius.
Well, I did choose; actually I gave in to one side which got some impulses. It was bad, I learnt my lessons; and then life moved on.
But finding this piece was a good reminder of the struggle and the fact that I am capable of writing something that, at least to me, sounds a little bit poetic.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Sleepless
Lying in the bed, light years away from sleep, what is the one thing you desire, one small thing, that would make the past day so much better, that will expel the insomnia out of you...or maybe make you even more sleepless? What is that one small thing that you are looking for?
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