DiarY eNtrY

16^th February 2011

Dear diary,

Yesterday , I took the major decision, which should be taken earlier. After all the argument with my so called friend who was seriously a jerk, I was floating in river of emotions. But finally I am out of it and I am happy with this decision. The two months in DU were just fantastic, it never occurred to me that I’ll meet people who will care for me, and I know they still do, and I love them all and miss them all a lot at times.

As and when I got admission in I.P. University, I was on cloud9 as I finally had what I always dreamt of. On the eve of counseling I still remember, which according to me is the best day yet in my life, I was the happiest person on face of this earth.

Then the first day in HMRITM,  a huge group n the feeling of conquering the world. As the days passed the group shrank and with that shrank my world. On and on I met other people too, who were an awesome company. N I really liked few out of them. Then once gain as life moved on I faced ups and down every time I travelled on this graveled path. The people in face of friends were more dangerous than the strangers and that started hurting me. Till the time I was in school never gave damn to these things, and it was strange to realize that why I suddenly started caring for just everyone who do not even mean to me.

But then again something happened which brought me back to my senses, the real me woke up, and again I decided to care only for those who care for me and let the things go their way. I took this decision before but something forced me to step back, but this time I won’t listen to anyone not even my conscience. The voice deep inside me kept on asking to leave few fools back in life but my heart always melted in their names.

Now I’ll behave mature and value the people my way. I just find the gloom of days drifting away. People may say this time that I have changed, I won’t mind but ask them to accept me the way I am or just leave my hand, I do not need any support to walk. It may appear to them that something is wrong with me, but it’s not like that, there is something wrong with their sight.

With a new feeling and hope,

Sakshi

tHe cArEfReE LoOkS...

THE CAREFREE LOOKS

This work of art is dyed-in-the-wool to the thousands of children living on the outskirts of the city. They find their livelihood and spend their life searching the rubbish. They sometimes find money or the small things of utility. They carry bag of misfortunes on their shoulders but they never complain. They roam free here and there. They may not  be considered a part of our civilized and sophisticated  society or may be considered stigma on it but still   they are vital part . their life starts in garbage and  it ends there itself.

This is a “SILENT TRIBUTE” to all of them…

He walks carefully in fun,

He carry bag on his shoulder.

He walks under the warm sun,

In his hand is broken bulb holder.

He creeps into place stealthily,

He moves with silent steps around.

And comes out smiling happily,

 He found gold coin on ground.

Everybody thinks that he should study,

But he doesn’t want to lose his mirth.

He is happy with broken neck teddy,

To roam and enjoy is his right since birth.

As the dawn turns to dusk,

He walks towards his home.

The bed may be of husk,

In the dark and dim catacomb.

He don’t care whether it’s warm or cold,

He doesn’t care if it’s sunny or rainy.

He keeps on searching garbage for gold,

And smile even on finding a penny.

Call this misfortune of this child,

He is happy with his messy hair.

Some think that he is clever and wild,

He doesn't care why his feet are bare.

I hope you all liked it...

you're always near

well this one is dedicated to all the people who never thought life would ever betray them ...

who have lost someone very close someone really near and dear...

YOU'RE ALWAYS NEAR

yesterday when i slept at night,

in my dreams i saw you.

i closed my eyes harder and harder,

so i do not miss that glimpse of you.

life is giving me all the joys,

but there is no one to share them.

i hear your voice and turn back,

but i find no one around then.

time kept on running at it's pace,

i forgot all the sorrows in life's race.

but you are still fresh in my mind,

and never fade how hard i try.

i sit and think about the time we spent,

tear roll down my eyes and eyes gleam.

a broad smile also accompanies,

with your thoughts in my mind.

time is powerful and can heal all wounds,

but can time take you away from me.

what i feel and my heart say is,

god can not even separate us both.

we are shadow of each other,

always near can never stay away.

in my hard times you the one,

who walks with me holding my hand.

i know you are there to pray for me,

asking god to bless me with joy.

you are one who is always near,

and that is the only reason i do not fear.

  

THE GHOST OF THE NIGHT

THE GHOST OF THE NIGHT

As soon as the dusk falls,

Creatures of night start to crawl.

Wind blow at a great speed.

And the last meal of the day feed.

Lights go low and dimmer,

Sound of chirping go simmer.

Dry leave fly with the wind,

Like a spell from enchanter’s mind.

Lady in hood comes out,

She’s old in age but stout.

She looks here and there,

And vanishes like a nightmare.

The lady is never seen in day light,

People call her “the ghost of the night”.

Her black shawl hangs from the branch of tree,

So many think she’s the spirit set free.

As the dusk fall people lock their homes,

They are scared of the witch and catacombs.

No one dares to peep out of house,

All keep inside like a mouse.

The lady walks through the streets,

Stops to dine somewhere but then retreats.

As the first sun ray comes in town,

It leaves behind all the black and brown.

People wake up and rejoice once again,

They set to works with no loss and gains.

Starts a new day with all might,

And forget about the “ghost of night”.

college life... sweet memories

well i was in no mood to write a poem on college life....

          as i don't have much experience but a friend demanded me to do that... so here is a poem after a long time...for the people who just entered college life...for the one who are experiencing and enjoin the different phase of it....and also for the one who have passed out.....

                                 this one is also dedicated to all ma school friends.....

COLLEGE LIFE...SWEET MEMORIES

the fact that i'm alive,
appear to me like myth.
something chokes me badly,
i can't breathe and survive.


holding hands we walked,
now we carry heavy books.
even in our sweet teenage we,
don't bother about our looks.


as the school finished,
life turned out this way.
nothing is personal anymore,
professionalism in what we wore.


we forgot our favorite dance moves,                                                  
only chemical equations to groove.
what we do what we did,
all we care is what we will.


parents took back seat,
friends comes first.
now who the hell,
cares about hunger and thirst.


when bunking classes,
turned into backs.
canteen shuts the door,
and the director hacks.


how to forget that fresh face,
who adds to the canteen its grace.
when the words fail and heart breaks,
your friends asked you for kitkat break.


all that glory and charm,
when the bottle of beer does no harm.
girlfriend ask you not to drink,
writing her name in blue ink.


soon these voices will fade,
but the memories will upgrade.
you will surely bust into tears,
when these voices fall in your ears.


all the freak and funk,
the whole day mass bunk.
these will be remembered always,
we will always miss these days.

SERIOUSLY NOT SERIOUS

Well friends this time this is not my own creation but words which came in mind of my sweet friend.
the name will be kept as a secret not because i dnt wanna lime light to fall on her but because she wants it to be....

this poem is close to her and me too...
and now i hope it will be close to you too...




SERIOUSLY NOT SERIOUS ???


the way i think abt u now,,

the fact dat we were strangers is a 'wow' !!



the one fresh greet of urs,,

seems to heal all my cures !!                                                   



yet i dont want to b mistaken as getting SERIOUS,,

but our relation is unfolding n m just curious !!



ur magical voice,our endless talks ,,

the single hole in my lyf is our hand in hand walks !!



the way u xplain things,,

make me fly wid angelic wings !!



the laughter in wich our day swirls,,

even now tears seem to be lyk pearls !!



yet i dont want to b mistaken as getting SERIOUS,,

but our relation is unfolding n m just curious !!



my heart shrinks wen u r sad,,

on giving back a smile on ur face,i feel glad !!



u make me laugh, u make me cry,,

i wil do everything possible for d last try !!



to my last breath,i promise t take ur care,,

its a promise ur sad moments,i will share !!



yet i dont want to b mistaken as getting SERIOUS,,

but our relation is unfolding n m just curious !!





the day u stop thinking abt me,,

i wud move back n frm my side u will b free. !!



just one request i have to u,,

dnt betray my trust,just beforehand give me a clue !!



i dnt want to loose d best moments we share,,

after leaving me,atleast this much u can spare !!



yet i dnt want to b mistaken as gettin SERIOUS,,

but our relation is unfolding n m just curious !!



i dont kno d future of dis bond,,

i wud pray to god to always pray us wid his magical band !!



u hv become a crucial part of me.,,

the fact we WERE strangers frrm my mind has completely flee !!



m happy at d state m presently at,,

a smile came imagining 'my head on ur shoulders while we sat' !!



yet i dnt want to b mistaken as gettin SERIOUS,,

but our relation is unfolding n m just curious !!



to decide who wins in d battle of my heart and mind,i toss a feather..

shockingly it keeps on flying,indicating this tym both r working together !!
 
 
 
 
i hope you enjoid reading it...

BHUL GAYI

In everydays hectic life we forget the things which comes and go. We keep worrying about something and forget the other. this composition came to my mind while sitting idly and thinking about what in life is missing...
infact the more perfect idea is to say what i am missing in the name of work load, peer pressure...

i request you all to either read the full composition or leave it unread...
but donot start and leave in between...
and one more request...
forget everything for the minute and make it a moment of interospection...
so just not read it feel it...



"BHUL GYI"

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,
har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.
charo aur se aate ghum dekh kar,
dus hai dishayen bhul gyi.

dusro ke paas kya hai dekh,
apni thaal ke ladoo bhul gyi.
nayi subhah ka intezaar karte karte,
din mein ghante hai chaubees bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,
hal pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.

khushiyon ko dhunte dhunte,

muskurana bhul gyi.

doston ke mauj masti pyaar mein,

maa baap ka dulaar bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,

har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.

zindagi ki kathnaiyan jhelte jhelte,

zindagi ki di khushiyan bhul gyi.

maut ke khauf se darte darte,

jeewan jeena hi bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,

har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.

duniya kya sochegi sochte sochte,

mauj masti karna bhul gyi.

bhavishya ki chinta kar karke,
vartmaan mein jeena bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,
har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.

log kahenge awaara sochke,
ghumna firna bhul gyi.
aise utho, aise baitho sun ke,
apna andaaz bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,
har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.

bhaag daur ki duniya mein,
khaane ka swwad bhul gyi.
kaagaz pe kalam ghiste ghiste,
haaton ke zakham bhul gyi.

zindagi ke pal ginte-ginte,
har pal mein basi zindagi bhul gyi.


i hope u enjoyed reading it...