Destiny

Something which we left way back...
For in our heart we could not keep track...
Its now time to create the pack...

For the hour is so near...
That I Fear...
The moment not seized now...
Will be lost forever ...

We went through so many talk..
But are unable to walk...
Why I ask my soul...
For who did we do all so...

Who do I fear shall I ask...
For are we not the dreamers..
In love with a notion...

Here I come to tell..
That the things lost will be regained..
One by One...
Piece by Piece...
Inch by Inch...
There will be a forward march...
But not a slow one...
For our rate will beat up the giant leaps..

For the time has come...
For us to get what we want...
No more driven by fate...
No more slowed by our own inadequacies..
But simply getting what we desire...
For their is nothing wrong in wanting...
Nothing wrong in doing everything to get it...
And we will surprise ourself with execution..

Why you may ask ??
The sudden urge such as these...
Simple ....
For me time is running out...
N I shall not sit back....
But create my own destiny...

Yes this is what it is going to be...
Our destiny...
Now is the time to move ahead...
Not to hope things happen...
But MAKE things happen...

You will see the results in coming weeks....
Nah not in coming week ...
But just a week....

Why

Too many Why's are ringing,
Bringing with itself, questions worth fathoming..

It was easy before,
For life was like a folklore..

As a child this world was brimming with promise,
Making each moment, a moment without care..
For their was no race in which I had to fare.

Then something inevitable happened,
I graduated ...
From the simplicity of childhood,
Embarking upon the complexities of adulthood.

Each day was a challenge
Looked upon with equal disgust and fight
Fought hard , fought fare, fought a losing battle in my own right
Fought even when the promise of tomorrow was not so bright..

Now I stand at a reflecting square
Pondering upon the phenomenon which is not so rare..
The more I think, the more I am filled with disgust..
Now comes the time to ask and let not the questions rust
The why's, The How's, The What's, the answers to which are a must...

I wanna ask what is my purpose?
Without which I am like an insignificant locus...
Being there as a part of a system..
Living a life without any focus...

Living, Procreating and Dying
Is it all which constitutes life?
Or is it more, beyond my incomprehensible mind

Why is is that in me I have so many Why?
Is the promise in a child, just a lie.

What is success which I am aimlessly pursuing
Or for that matter Do I even know what am I aiming

What is the difference between good and evil?
Why to explain it, there always has to be devil

What is right and wrong
The difference for which I long

If nothing else then can I ask only this..
The meaning of happiness is what I always miss

What should I do that would make life meaningful
I ask you Lord
Was all this a mistake
And now you have turned around and have no take

After a moment of silence this is what I hear
Yes a mistake is what I have done, I fear
I send such an ungrateful midget who now I have to rear

M _ _ _ _ _ _ O ???

Ugadi: Kannada New Year (I Hope I got the meaning right): 7th April 2008. Sitting...rather lazily lying on the bed. Wondering what to do. Suddenly something catches my attention. The one that catches my attention is so compelling that no human being would be able to ignore. And I think I still belong to the category termed as "homo sapiens" so my reaction was nothing different. But before I did what any of us would have done I overheard a song which one among them was singing. It was ....

We are special for we can fly..
We are special for we let no one pass by...
We are special cause we are the night bhai's..
We are special and our sixth letter is 'I'..

We love humans for they are good..
We love humans for they produce our food..
We love humans for not only they help us feed..
We love humans as they also help us breed..

Puddle of water is what we call as home..
After becoming adult we start to roam..
The food which we have is called blood..
Plenty of which is present in humans flood..

'M' is the first letter of our name..
'M' is the first letter of our fame..
Do not wonder as our fame is widely known..
Malaria is what I think, they call it in humans home..

We are envied by plenty on earth..
Casper, All OUT..Of which there is no dearth..
But today we do not worry much because of them..
As to fight the enemy we have genetically changed..

Stronger than before, Stronger than ever..
I move in stealth to satisfy my hunger..
I mock this human by buzzing around his ear...
And play a little as I have no fear..

After the fun I get down to business..
Choosing the perfect spot I drink to fullness..
In the state of drunkenness I then try to fly back...
I am the Mosquito I instill fear with my act...

Sometimes an exception may also occur..
If an overzealous brother drinks more than what human can suffer..
A swoooosh is all he will hear as his last..
As a hand or a newspaper will come down in hard..

A loss or two can always happen..
But we are the MOSQUITO we hit back with vengeance..
We overwhelm our enemies in great numbers..
We are the Mosquitoes we never grumble..

A bite of an insect is what brought me back to senses. Then went my hand in full force towards origin of pain only to result in a squashed mosquito as a revengeful gain.

Self Help : Guide to Make your life Miserable

This is not the post to be read by weak hearted...
Cause the truth may be too bitter which cannot be parted...

This could be story of you and me...
The question is whether you are as acceptable as me...

Even if you are random browser ...
Read on, for you may become a successful poser..

A sure shot way to achieve what the topic says..
A lifetime of achievement is what you may gain..

Live your life with utmost grace...
Choosing your step for everyone to phrase...

Work hard to be where you want to be..
Cause that's the only place you can imagine yourself to be..

Be short sighted in all your preparation...
And world will train you to have no other notion..

The first big success in you quest..
Would be to reach your chosen nest..

The moment you reach you will realize..
You have lived only a fourth of your life..

Wonder a lot what to do next...
But rather enjoy yourself as a pest..

Sooner or later the inevitable will happen...
The dream house on a quick sand will get broken...

Left alone to fend on your own..
Now think the world as your own..

Move on to place on the world map...
Thinking it as a city which must not be taking naps..

Work as if there is no tomorrow..
Cause the rulers would not let you have any other tomorrow..

Work or no work the motto should remain the same..
That is to try and keep yourself sane..

Sooner or later you will realize something major...
The work you do is nothing more than bonded labour..

Now comes the time to seek..
Every romantic notion in movies which you got a peek..

Oh if you are still puzzled and guessing..
The notion is of love you should be seeking..

Your friends will assume that partners should be easy to come by..
But you should only wonder why all good things pass you by..

After all these you come to the final act...
Try to change things with all your tact...
Sooner or later you will learn this fact...
That life has long before, put you on the mat...

Frustrated by life will bring the ultimate realization...
What could be worse than the current position..

Brooding, grumbling, crying will be the things to do..
Accompanied by litres and litres of alcohol with you..

As an ultimate act of faith in the concept..
You will then start blogging your own percepts..

Then only each day will ensure..
That misery is yours for sure..

I can never be the same...

I know I was lonely...
Looking out for someone comely..

I agree that I was searching..
Hoping to find someone pleasing..

I sincerely never believed..
That I can ever get someone so sweet..

But then you were there..
An angel out of nowhere..

"An angel" said I..
How could she ever be mine..

But Your heart was kind..
And you did not mind..

The devil of my heart..
Was in the lookout for a shot..

You gave me the look..
Merrier than the silver brook..

My search was over..
My heart was pleased forever..

My heart was glad..
I thought I will never again feel sad..

But I over looked the fact..
That my feelings were like a selfish act..

The bond created...
Was too weak that it easily got berated..

You were strong..
Your beliefs even stronger..

You said it was over..
Cause your promises are more important than your lover..

I can never believe ...
Cause my thoughts are not so easy to release..

I am trying hard to make you stay...
But it seems I am no more in the frame...

I cling on to hope..
To reach the roof without any rope..

You saw me as a devil I am..
I cannot argue cause that's what I am...

I wish you could stay...
Wish it every time I pray..

You made a believer..
Your love made me the happiest creature..

But here I am today...
Lost among the multitudes of the day...

Before (I met you)!! I was searching..
Before (I met you)!! I was looking..
Before (I met you)!! I was hoping...

You changed me...
And now you say you will leave me..

Now I am only hoping..
Trying to seek happiness which is not coming..

I have lost my faith..
Which is giving me the biggest pain..

Without you I am no more the same..
Without you I am going insane..
The only truth although it may sound lame..
That I can never be the same..
That I can never be the same..
That I can never be the same..

How Dare I

How dare I feel the pain...
When loneliness ruled in all those rain...

Who gave me the rights to crib...
When I hoped only for some feeling in my rib...

The rights to sulk was never mine...
For the angels grace was much more than divine...

I ask..Is it right to think myself so lowly..
A voice replied..this realization can only be holy..

For the grace was not mine to obtain...
It was only my luck that could not refrain..

The absence which I may feel..
For it; was never and never will be a big deal...

I was living the happiness which was leased...
But How dare I even question its release...

I can only render a cry...
But then How dare I even cry...

How dare I...
How dare I...