Hi friends!
Back after a while! Though I had been thinking about posting a new column in here, I had been pressed for time for various reasons both at personal and professional fronts. I dedicate this one to all my friends (again :)) who have/had been facing trials, and importantly one special person, my fiancee, for all she had been through.
It is a while since I had endured a tough time for prolonging period. I had rough patch around this time last year professionally while I was trying to cope with what happened to me at a workplace. To see somebody suffer is quite different from being in their shoes and actually experience it. While I had been in that phase, I wrote a short poem describing my feelings, and my ambition or grit to overcome it. And of late, I was browsing through a personal set of notes on my laptop, and was pleased to see this short poem.
Life comes in all types for us. Sufferings make us strong. I reiterate one thing - life is 10% of what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it. My life had taught me tough lessons, and made me strong. I'd really like to write a bit more about suffering, but I'm just too happy to ponder over the past. Since I would set myself aloof from things today as I had to travel overnight, I would try and bring in more encouraging stuff to this blog. Meanwhile, here is the rambling for you:
When the time doesn't come by your way
When you see the things falling apart
It's the time when your endurance'd pay
All those times you sadly had to depart
How could this happen, you could wonder
That you're worthy of more grace
Is this true that happened did u ponder
And yes it is real, you must embrace
When all the creatures happily go on
Into the worldly ties they adhere
You're lost and cast away and so on
Out of nowhere into the virtual sphere
And yes, the wheel would turn
Surpassing all trials and the press
Filling you with happiness for mourn
Leaving no space for you to depress
Here is the time you always long
All through the abysmal pits
Overflows your heart with lovely song
Make up the lost time with your wits
Hit back strong at the hardships. I had been believing one thing all my life - The secret to success is to realize where you stand. For instance, you would want to achieve something. The first thing you would want to do is to assess yourself, see where you stand, and what you aim for. By being honest to your own self, you would get chance to analyze what it takes to be successful. The next step is to devise a strategic plan very diligently paying attention to minute details. To end this, I'd like to add one more statement. Everything is life has a cost which could be your mental or physical. You have to pay price to gain that. The way you pay makes you different from others. You might try to pay price in one short (like burning midnight oils for assignments/exams) or systematically. Realizing yourself and the goal early, and beginning to work at it immediately is the secret of most success stories.
Hold pride and honesty in yourselves. You need both; honesty to accept what you are, and pride to keep your expectations/standards high. Go, win the world!!!
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Friends forever - Missing a Friend
Friends, for another time I shall write about friends and how I miss them. As I wrote in my previous posts, days have been like a fairy tale, when I lived with those friends whom I love. And the gap they left in my life is so vivid and large, that I am seriously disappointed to accept the truth that life's like that.
This ballad (I dare call it so, but then it's my past which i love) is dedicated to those set of friends whom I miss everyday, and in each of my celebrations. This is inspired by the friends whom I parted ways with recently like Naresh the Chaitanya, Naresh babu, Naveen, and Arun. I dedicate this to all those who have had a lasting impression on my life and have made my life such an achievement. To list a few: (ordering assorted) Santhu, Naresh aka chaitanya, raja and cricket_team; IIT gang (Naresh, Pradeep, Naveen, Ramu), the only DAVS gang (DAVS stands for Dileep, Ajay, Vijay, Sandeep - the way we christened ourselves and took pride), VHA (Veens, harry, Aru), cjitsfriends mailing list, and others
I took the incidents from my life at IIT with Naresh Babu and Naveen, but the feeling does not change with the others aforementioned. It strikes very personal to these guys and collateral to the others because the way I relate to a person - very personal and very different. I write a part of the thoughts, and there are memories aplenty for which I need more and more pages like this.
At this juncture my heart would ache
To realize our dear with us is fake
As he emabarks on lifes newest track
I only hope the happy times'd be back
Recall to when i first saw your face
Calm and studious were you the ace
Taken aback looking you all discuss
Commenced kinship'n got into concuss
And it grew strong as days went along
Lovely and joyful, it was like a song
Through the hardships and many a bash
At the grub joint always did we mash
When those clouds did melt the rain
Never were we gloomy and did refrain
Through the downpour and all that haze
Scampering in the puddles set we ablaze
Dear pal when you would set out to bowl
Wasnt strong and mighty like wind's howl
Howbeit it filled us with giggles a bunch
Filling our lives with laugh and punch
During those times of interviews and tests
Never had we missed out on fun and fests
Yet we pulled out success the first
Magnificiently we quenched our thirst
As the days of stay began to shrink
When we were at the graduation brink
Fretted over the time passing fast
Knowing that the days wouldnt last
Fortunately did we get a second chance
To live together for a span and dance
Prolonging companionship towards the ridge
Through frolic, cricket, caroms and bridge
Once again through the time will i ponder
How playful have been the days i wonder
More blissful they were than a fairy tale
Memories which would never become stale
Now it's the time i heartily wish
For all those fun i surely'll miss
As u go ahead with mighty endeavour
That wits would work in your favour
This ballad (I dare call it so, but then it's my past which i love) is dedicated to those set of friends whom I miss everyday, and in each of my celebrations. This is inspired by the friends whom I parted ways with recently like Naresh the Chaitanya, Naresh babu, Naveen, and Arun. I dedicate this to all those who have had a lasting impression on my life and have made my life such an achievement. To list a few: (ordering assorted) Santhu, Naresh aka chaitanya, raja and cricket_team; IIT gang (Naresh, Pradeep, Naveen, Ramu), the only DAVS gang (DAVS stands for Dileep, Ajay, Vijay, Sandeep - the way we christened ourselves and took pride), VHA (Veens, harry, Aru), cjitsfriends mailing list, and others
I took the incidents from my life at IIT with Naresh Babu and Naveen, but the feeling does not change with the others aforementioned. It strikes very personal to these guys and collateral to the others because the way I relate to a person - very personal and very different. I write a part of the thoughts, and there are memories aplenty for which I need more and more pages like this.
At this juncture my heart would ache
To realize our dear with us is fake
As he emabarks on lifes newest track
I only hope the happy times'd be back
Recall to when i first saw your face
Calm and studious were you the ace
Taken aback looking you all discuss
Commenced kinship'n got into concuss
And it grew strong as days went along
Lovely and joyful, it was like a song
Through the hardships and many a bash
At the grub joint always did we mash
When those clouds did melt the rain
Never were we gloomy and did refrain
Through the downpour and all that haze
Scampering in the puddles set we ablaze
Dear pal when you would set out to bowl
Wasnt strong and mighty like wind's howl
Howbeit it filled us with giggles a bunch
Filling our lives with laugh and punch
During those times of interviews and tests
Never had we missed out on fun and fests
Yet we pulled out success the first
Magnificiently we quenched our thirst
As the days of stay began to shrink
When we were at the graduation brink
Fretted over the time passing fast
Knowing that the days wouldnt last
Fortunately did we get a second chance
To live together for a span and dance
Prolonging companionship towards the ridge
Through frolic, cricket, caroms and bridge
Once again through the time will i ponder
How playful have been the days i wonder
More blissful they were than a fairy tale
Memories which would never become stale
Now it's the time i heartily wish
For all those fun i surely'll miss
As u go ahead with mighty endeavour
That wits would work in your favour
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