Seasoned Reminiscence A Culmination

Posted without re reading...Inspired by a gem in himself.... There are so many things I wished to do ….I wish I be a social worker where I can treat the poor and needy. Sometimes I feel that a graceful saint will make my life because he can bring fortune, he can turn the negatives into positives by his miraculous power, Sometimes I want to be a politician…he can serve the human mankind for its betterment…but what we see now…When I wrote politician immediately the last line flowed through me… but what we see now…Now every one s view of a politician is bogus. Many new social worker s have emerged but nothing good other than their belly fillings and pocket fillings. Numerous saints have been caught on occasions of rape…what are we hearing of lately is all bogus…Humans have reached the ultimate satans in this beautiful world…Now I cannot say beautiful world because here we can find only wastes, slums and dumping dumping dumping in fact can be called a hell…When are we going to break open

Today I am far more bored than ever .Yesterday had a stuff to work on but the requirement was not precise so I quit and thought of calling my client. I got a mail and was more than ever happy of getting one which on reading the few lines and checking the programs died off because I didn’t have the queer idea how to start it. Working on SAP was a bit sophisticated but enjoyable if you know the crux and have navigated through the nook and corner of the technicality. Reading books pertaining to SAP was good and working on it was awesome. Gradually this has now became a routine and no chaos were found up to now rather than getting stuck somewhere with Google, Gmail Chats, LinkedIn FB,etc coming in handy for friends who are experts in the subject matter. I am already thankful to a lot of colleagues who came in for help and I keep a handful of friends connected with me always. It had been quite some time that I have worked on other areas of SAP other than Reports and Module Pools. But the qu

I sat beside my window A fragrance of jasmine … Touched, making a calm breeze Waver in the twilight Colors of rainbow, Painted the clouds… Altruistic minds prayed… For Nature’s clemency… Reddening up like a baking oven… Thunder and storm clasped hands… Roaring out loudly… Hurting itself…Scolding itself… For the destined suffocation I can’t bear anymore…it cried Don’t you hear me? Water gushed out from Mountains and Rivers…Rain poured in Mother Earth cried Cooling herself …Wiping away tears Sad sickening cry of her beloved ones… Of poverty…of illness…of suffering Borne by the Mother...Bestowed on duty Lord, why make all cry? Making a culprit in you… At last she broke her heart… She poured in to kill her pain… Smell of Jasmine filled the air… A silent night creped in Deadening the outrageous cry.

My heart feels Thy touch so tender, Thy feel so eternal, Thy heart so pure. Love, I feel for you… My soul touches, Thy hand so gentle, Thy heart full of love, Thy depth of merriment, Together we share our joy… I stand before you, My heart for you, My soul for you, Together we feel sadness… My heart feels, Your love as dewdrops, Drizzle of joy entails, As you hold me near…. I love the way you love me, My love, we be, Always together, Alas! Love is eternal, Actors part away in life….

When I sit here… I feel secured… Upon the hills, I see a bird…Flying high… Enjoying the flight so calmly…up the hill, I called upon your heart, with immense hope… I thought I was right… I never knew the mistake…until I heard from you… Our meeting was indeed a mistake… Sweet as I can say…How can that be a mistake? Yes it indeed was…So serine, warm and cozy… I was caught in the waves, I heard the cry… Bloodless heart said that… I yelled so loudly, but nothing can be stopped, In a time, everything shattered into pieces… Happiness gone? Till now I was a part of it… Blood drained…from my heart...Oozing out Breathlessly I lay...Hearing the very word… I caught my brain to stop thinking But that’s said, Ruthlessly that I couldn’t bear anymore. Now the bond of love is no more… Gone are those that I held close In the little garden, I sat hopelessly I cannot love anyone; I felt the same as you… Strange, I tried and tried to say the same… But the message of action rea

It was bright morning and all the students were busy preparing for their exams. Amanda a little collegiate girl was rather late for the exam. She was brought to the college premises forcefully by her parents despite repeated denial from her side... Amanda come over here… Told one of her lecturers. She never seemed to listen because she was in a stake of complete hallucination and was numb. Amanda!!!! The Principal yelled on top of his voice. You didn’t seem to answer any of the internal papers and see what marks you have got! This is the final year! One of the lecturers interrupted. Sir, she has good academic pursuits and is a well mannered student and ranks top three in her section. She has remarkable attendance records also. I don’t know what happened to her now . It is a risk that she attends the final year exam because she didn’t write a single word for the models… Amanda what happened to you asked her mother… why are you so silent, so quiet …you seemed never to

We were planning this trip long since our marriage and the blissful moments arrived with lot of exuberance. Jam packed our luggage we started off our journey in train with mom, dad and grandma. Moving our baggage was a hectic job as deej, dad and me was made the coolie on that day. Although we booked the tickets long back we got only upper side berths and that too at different places. UPPER SIDE BERTH is the worst place to sleep in a train with people poking you and worst of all me and malu cannot adjust ourselves with my legs curved. She was feeling like being crushed by big sized me… Malu made herself acquainted with everyone out there in the bogie while her dad getting compliments of her from an old man: Is she your DOLL? Wow that was something great (blush) which we proud parents heard of her lately although we were accustomed with others complimenting this chubby gal of mine. I made myself room for good sleep while my beloved rocking my child to sleep.Infact she is more close to h