Realization

Dont you sometime feel that whatever we are doing here is not very much what we wish or what our parents expect from us..?? I know most of us do not, but even then i am sure everyone of us must have thought atleast once about it...when i came across this thought once again (which generally come with xamz!)these lines i have written at such a moment..

Disclaimer: These lines are not a result of my midsem performance :D,i wrote them before mids, but was busy with preparations..

I feel guilty,
when my Mother asks,
'How are you studying?'
& i say 'fine Mom' !!

She asks before the exams,
'how is your preparation?'
& again i lie..
'Its good Mom' !!

She is worried about me,
so she again calls after the exam,
& again i could only say..
'it went fine Mom'..

How can i say to her,
I studied only a day before,
how can i expain to her,
over lecture i preferred sleep more..

I didnt make any notes,
but chatted with my friends!
i never opened course book,
but wasted time in browsing net..

I copied the assignments,
without giving a second thought.
I ended up sleeping,
when finally time to study i got..

How can i lie to her,
who has enormous faith in me.
who never cared for herself,
but did everything for me..

I was never like this,
I was conscious of my responsibilities,
I always tried to do my best,
always concerned about studies..

Earlier she used to say,
'Please go to sleep its very late..'
& i used to reply,
'i am going Mom plz wait..'!!

Then why is this transformation?
why lack of motivation?
Future is still not certain,
the why is this hesitation?

Mom You have always been my strength,
you suffered happily for my gain..
Give me power & wake me up,
I want to be your old son again !!

Give me power & wake me up, I want to be your old son again !!

Bas itna sa khwab hai....

Every1 has some wishes, every1 dreams abt something... every1 wants their wishes to b fulfilled, every1 wants their dreams to come true...thn whts wrong even if i wish..thn whts wrong if i dream ??

Today i want to disclose,
the dreams tht i see..
my desires are very few,
I am sure u will agree..

I want to be the most,
happy person in the universe..
I want to be most healthy,
a person without any curse..

I want to be the person,
to whom everyone admire most..
I wan to be so strong,
from whom fears even ghost..

I want to be loved by every1,
with whom i ever meet..
I want to have the spirit,
to whom no one can beat..

I wan to have tht authority,
tht every1 follow my orders..
I want to have that omnipresence,
to stop me thr wont b any borders..

I want all the bad thoughts,
to be removed frm my mind..
I want to be magnanimous,
honest helping & kind..

Donno whether these little desires,
tht i have kept in my heart..
I will ever be able to fulfill,
before my body and soul get apart..

I want you to read my poem,
& with you reading it till now..
I can say with proud,
atleast this wish fulfilled,Wow!!

Bas Itna sa khwab hai.....>;-)

SOS : Search of Someone...

I hope with this post i am expressing the feelings of a lot of my friends...who after being away from their parents are searching for someone...someone adorable,someone lovable...

Though I am with crowd but still alone,
nothing I wanted those days are gone..

But now I feel I need someone with me,
someone i care for whom & who cares for me..

Someone who is kind and beautiful at heart,
someone from whom I would never get part..

Someone to whom I am the best,
even if I am lesser than the rest..

Someone to whom my innocense is precious,
who have faith in me & not suspicious..

Someone who shares her every single thought,
from whom any explaination i never ever ought,

Someone who is not bothered about the world,
who is more precious to me than emerald..

To me I am sure you are that someone,
with hands in hand i can freely run..

Though i havent seen you but ur image is in mind,
u are caring loving u r true u r kind..

I wish no more alone i would remain,
be my girl i want to be your man..

I am the one,for you who would bear any pain,
Be my Girl I want to be your man...

Be my Girl I want to be your Man...

Solutions to Paichaan Kaun...

Solutions are:
1: Prof Kamal K
2: Prof Venkaiah
3: Prof Govindrajulu
4: Prof Kannan S
5: Prof Jawahar
6: Prof Bruhadeshwar (Most of the ppl faultered abt him)
7: Prof CN Kaul
8: Mr & Mrs Marathe
9: Prof PK Reddy
10: Prof Jayanthi S
11: Prof G Ramamurthy

Paichaan Kaun !!

Here is a small exercise for your idle minds ;) each stanza contains some particular characteristics of our beloved profs ;) now how much u knw abt thm can b knwn if u cud answer who is the prof being mentioned....
Are u ready....Get Set Go....

1) Explaining wid examples,
with laptop in hand..
& his great grading formula,
tht u wil never understand..

2) Have the art of making,
most interesting subject look bore...
No probs if u sleep in class,
in book u wil get more..

3) His hillarious sense of humour,
is his most important trait..
a prof a dean a friend,
you wil never forget..

4) He is as cool as ice,
with stylish pony tail..
on going late to his classes,
you dont need to look pale..

5) He is strict he is motivating,
the prof i admire most..
on copying in his assignments,
he might seem a ghost..

6) He might be short in height,
but energywise he is long..
my first view about this new prof,
i hope does not prove wrong...

7) The most well behaved,
& decent prof you wil ever meet..
his commitment at this age,
no one can ever beat...

8) This gentleman with attitude,
with english taught abt life..
but the lady is simple & down to earth,
who happens to be his wife..

9) The most uninteresting prof,
in whose class u need not concentrate..
bcoz wht he reads in class, (Mind U read n nt teach)
in course slides u will get..

10) From far she will look lenient,
but when closer u will get..
she is as strict as JAVAhar,
keeps u on ur toes,I bet..

11) Sending mail to students list,
intended for one IIITian brat,
& his trademark "How bout U",
how can we forget that..

Got them ?? no??
Solutions in next post...

Yaadein Yaad Aati Hain....

Sometimes when i sit alone having free time suddenly my mind goes back to those gud ol'days when there was no tension just fun & enjoyment..these lines i hav scribbled remembering those gud ol'days...

Thinking of past,
of those good ol'days...
of my lovely buddies,
& our own cherishing ways...

Going late school daily,
& never attending prayer...
& hiding from the principal,
on having long hair...

Enjoying in the classes,
of course wid teacher absent...
writing wid chalk,
on each others pant...

Doing some mischief,
but still geting saved...
bcoz teacher couldnt believe,
tht i can do something like tht...

Going to play cricket,
in morning & in the noon..
whether cold of december,
or heat of may & june...

Going to paathshaala,
& learning how to live,
learning about soul,
learning how to forgive...

Mama's home in vacations,
was our playground,
& sharing of laughters,
wid everyone around...

Rushing to coaching,
& preaparing for the test,
working hard all day,
to perform level best...

Sometime i get nostalgic,
about memories of the past...
sometime i think,
why time moves so fast...

Can i get back,
the life tht i earlier had...
tht Mom's tasty food,
tht joyous young lad...

I dont want to go into description,
of those joyous years...
as i fear wid memories,
it might bring few tears...

Time has moved ahead,
& with it i'l have to move...
fingers crossed abt future,
hope better it will prove...

Fingers crossed abt future,Hope better it will prove...

Aaj Main Khush Hoon..

Yeah!! i m really vry happy & it can be observed frm the fact tht i hav written this poem outside the lecture hall !!

I am Happy,
Yes I am Happy......

After a long time,
Even my life is in rhyme..
Though I was always sure,
But i knew i'l have to endure..

Happiness of relations,
Happiness of celebrations..
Joy of loosing afflictions,
Joy of regained affections..

My loved ones with whom,
I once had tied knot..
Yes the same people with time,
I unintentionally forgot..

I want to thank ceremonies,
I want to thank celebrations..
They have brought together,
those broken joyous relations..

Now there is no nagging,
now there is no bragging..
Just care,love & affection,
this surrounding is having..

I know there is a lot,
still to be achieved..
But this little Shower of Joy,
has made me relieved..

Hoping to say Good-Bye,
to my sufferings & pain..
Hope this delightful shower,
wil bring much awaited Rain..

Smile please..!! I am happy after all.. :)

Yes i am a "SHY"ar

Shyness is the quality (Is It a Quality ??) tht many of us possess....including me...but sometimes this Quality..can lead u nowhere...this poem tell abt some of those important moments of your life when u hate to be SHY...

I am Sorry to say,
But Yes I am SHY....
How I got this Disease,
I dont know Why...

Being SHY is Right,
or is it an act Wrong...
But I cant help,
its in my hand no long...

Is It lack of Confidence,
or is it something else...
Or is it lack of charge,
in my Nervous Cells...

Till now I was Happy,
with whatever I had...
No matter what happened,
I never felt Sad...

I took Shyness as the Quality,
given to me by GOD...
but something forced me to think,
Shyness as really very ODD...

Now I will tell you,
why Shyness is really Bad..
Why is it the Culprit,
of making me so Sad...

Even now I am fearing,
to take its name....
Dont no why i fear that,
it may cause to defame...

But I will have to dare now,
else it will be too Late...
I have hid my feelings for Long,
but now i cant Wait...

This Shyness is accused of stopping,
frm my feelings to Express...
I dont know is it Love,
or is it some other case...

Whenever she came in front,
or passed by my Side...
I just couldnt dare to talk Her,
whatsoever i tried...

Talking was a bit More,
I could have done something Less...
I could have given a smile,
on her pretty innocent Face...

I change my direction,
whenever she comes in my Sight....
But you dont know my Dear,
You live in it Day n Night...

You might be Happy,
with friends you have got...
But for me Oh my Dear,
You are the one in whole Lot...

I dont know whether,
I'll ever be able to Tell....
that you are my Life,
without U my life is Hell...

I am waiting for the Day,
when U too will feel my Love....
till then I will try and,
keep praying to my RAB(GOD)....

But for now my great GOD,
If you care for my Faith...
then this Shyness should be sentenced,
To be Hanged till Death....

this Shyness should be sentenced,To be Hanged till Death....

PS:This poem may not relate to me Personally...so no personal comments PLZ..

Straight Frm My Heart..

On thinking abt myself..
Alone i got..
seperate from everyone..
though still in a Lot..

Everyone seemed fast..
& everyone seemed Busy..
finding a friend so difficult..
& finding an enemy so easy..

In the speed of world..
so furious n pacy..
I fear my God..
I might not get Crazy..

Why i m so simple..
& not cunning n frank..
Why do I so simply..
becomes anyone's Prank..

Sometimes I think
Simplicity to be the virtue of God...
But many times it looks..
useless & Odd..

In this world of hatred..
selfishness n bribe..
The only Question i have..
whether i will Survive...

The only Question i have whether i will Survive...

Piyush is a Cheater !!

Neeche di gayi poem Satya Ghatna par aadharit hai & iska jeevit logon se gehra sambandh hai... :P

It was sometime
when i was in seventh class....
busy in mugging up the questions
which were necessary to get pass...

Questions were too big
& i was so small...
& the habbit of mugging them up
for me proved to be fatal...

I tried my best
& read them again n again...
But those big questions
couldnt enter my brain...

Then came the time
with one day left for the Xam...
My brain stopped working
as if it had got a jam..

Marks were precious to me
as toys for a kid....
I decided to do something
tht my friends frequently did....

Those BIG-BIG questions
now were in my chit....
this daring plan of mine
I hoped to be a hit...

Next day in the Hall
terrified I sat....
worried about the questions
which one will i get....

I felt a bit Happy
& at the same time I felt Sad...
there is a question from the chit
on finding about that....

Being a First Timer
I didnt know Cheating's Rules....
I wished to God
Why didnt u make Cheating Schools ??

I put the chit beside me
trembling with fear...
My face grew Gray
as the Invigilator came near...

He had seen me copying
from my chit to the sheet...
I couldnt prepare myself
to prepare time's Heat...

Tears came from my eyes
as if Rain from the Cloud....
I lost all my image
of which i was so Proud....

After getting insulted
& tainted for ever....
I decided not to cheat
Never ! Never ! Never !

This has been tragedy with me always :( i mean whenever i cheated i got caught.
So finally i decided not to cheat after i got caught in 8th class again :)) & haan Thank God !! i am following tht resolution till now.. :)

Dont Smile Its a Crime !!

First of all i wud like to tell u why i wrote this poem or whatever :P
& its quite obvious from the description of my Blog tht this work too has been done in the lecture.
Haan so i was telling u abt the reason but i think u will get it as u go on reading it.......& tell me whether u r gonna smile after reading it or not :)
So here it goes.....

Sometimes even a Smile
becomes a Crime...
May be some ppl dont
understand its Rhyme....

It becomes a crime,
when ppl goes into it too deep...
wht can be the reason,
they search and they peep....

Today when i smiled,
my friend asked me yaar....
the reason definitely is,
love shove & pyaar vyaar....

I said to him its just
a sign of my innocence....
But my dear friend,
couldn't smell its fragrance...

i asked, hadn't i been
smiling all this while....
wud it have been possible 4 me,
to make u smile....

then i told him....

there is a treasure of happiness,
tht even u can extract....
& if u wanna get it then,
come on & Just Smile like tht.... :)

Come on & Smile like tht.....

Exam Vexam Hai Rabba !!

Again came Exam Time,
Appaji sent us the time table.....
probably it was the first time,
when even "HE" seemed to be a Devil..

Willingly or unwillingly,
we had to write the test.....
so once again i decided,
to work hard & give my Best...

First time in few months,
my concentration seemed to be Right...
I started working hard.
working hard Day and Night.....

24 hours a day were less,
I wanted them to be more....
Once again i cursed myself,
why didnt i start few days before....

Now i had just one option,
to use the time left in my Hand.....
The time was slipping so fast,
as if it was sand....

Then came the Death Day,
we all were in the Hall....
we all knew the reality,
so expectations were too small...

After watching the Exam paper,
I was just about to faint....
but i had to write something,
as I had to answer my Parent....

The Prof tried to motivate us,
saying no Guts no Glory.....
probably we were not too interested,
because same was the story.....

Finally the torture ended ,
some came out Weeping some Crying...
I tried hard to look kool,
though i knew i was Lying.....

After my dismal Performance,
finally I took a resolution...
I wont sleep in the lectures,
& will start early my preparation....

But I couldnt change myself,
even after coming at such juncture....
& do u know that this poem,
I have written in the same lecture.....

Who Let The Dogs Out ??

I saw some friends barking,
for no reason at all.....
friends Dark n Fair,
friends Short n Tall...

Then they saw me with Hope,
but disappointed to c me meow...
they thought me to be no lion,
but rather to be a cow...

But i want to ask ,
whether being a cow is unjust ??
who is kind to everyone,
and never lets loose its trust....

for that matter even a lion kills someone,
just for the sake of its food.......
But barking for no reason,
my friend is of no good.......

If u want to be lion then Bark,
Bark at the unjust done to the weak....
Then my friend u will be Lion,
a lion at its peak......

Then my Friend u will be Lion a Lion at its Peak !!!

Near My Heart

In the Bright Darkness
of each & every Class,
where everything seemed
to be Futile & Gross...
Just sitting and trying
to entertain myself,
O God! to stop me from
sleeping i need ur Help...
But when the very Thought
of my Friend comes to my Mind,
even this class starts
looking so Kind !!
What is the Magic in the
thought of you my Dear,
May be You are so far
But still so near !!!

You are so far but still so Near....