My Undisclosed World Of Thoughts

A wandering mind set loose on its path as it may, Wanders aboard timeless thoughts they say It might reach the sky or the dark abyss And yet they say I talk in riddles When a mind full of thoughts is let loose It's like a cross between a hippie and a recluse  The facts are as clear as they are to be And yet they say I talk in riddles They say my thoughts are profound and meaningful And then they say I complicate the usual It's hard to grasp what they really intend to convey And then they say I talk in riddles People may believe the unbelievable, They may trust in the blatantly untrustable How untrustable could a person's ideals be? And they still say I talk in riddles Yet eventually, it's good not to be understood sometimes Mysterious people have their own charm Why let everything out in the open to the judgmental audience? It's good to be surrounded by this world, wandering and confused! Peace!

I stood on the front lines with a passion in my heart I stood to safeguard my motherland I stood to safeguard my people I stood so that the nation shall stand We moved in huge numbers to places unknown We moved into hostile regions We moved until we completed our objectives We moved sometimes for bigger reasons I haven't seen my family for months I haven't seen my fields and lands I haven't see the place I call home It is here that I shall stand We climb mountains that are tall We cross the raging cold rivers We eat what we get sometimes Surviving on the tiniest of slivers We walk all day sometimes We walk sometimes all night We walk despite our legs giving away But we never stopped in our fight I shall fight till I'm alive I shall fight for my nation's pride I shall give it all I have in me I shall take all victories and defeats in my stride I may die one day fighting on the front lines, My family might cry at the news But my motherland s...

We all love facebook and everything about it, don't we, now? The commenting on albums, the status updates, the likes on photos, etc, etc. What works for it is that people have an insight into everyone's life and all the good/bad things you do are duly noted. But with any thing good comes a shit load of crap too. There are always a few things that irritate you about anything good, unintentionally or not. Here are some of the things that irritate me most in particular- 1 . The 'thanks for the tag' syndrome: Or should I say 'thnxxxx fer da tag' syndrome! I never got this. Why do friends tag each other in random pictures in the first place? Not the pictures they are present in, that's acceptable but pictures of gardens, quotes, their own profile pictures, etc. And it's not like these pictures are scientific discoveries of any sort. These are pictures depicting sublime nonsense sometimes if not anything more meaningful than your 3 year o...

There was India and then there were dire straits, And along came this lad Riding on the stroke of genius did he play, he drove the bowlers mad He willowed all he saw, Cut his bat through the breeze Relentless as he was always, he always ruled the crease His team mates called him Jammy, the world called him the wall Not a word could anyone have against him, He still stands mighty tall He walked the team to victory in countless number of games Dependable was his synonym, such was his fame A great ambassador, infinitely humble and dignified For a lot of people who've seen him bat, he was patience personified One man who moved the masses with his style Witty as he always was, he answered criticism back with a smile Playing in the shadows of legendary contemporaries as he did but still standing out Was one of those reasons why you could praise him aloud He still hasn't got his due from India cricket, deserves a world more He was the one who held the team together on...

"Never miss a good fight", I had read. Catch hold of a coke, pop corn and sit there comfortably enjoying the tussle. In fact there was this ad on TV that showed two policemen who enjoyed watching two people on the road fighting it out over a car accident and the senior policemen standing there and instructing his junior to just let it be while sipping a coke like he was at peace with the world. So yeah, coming back to reality, this was just one of those days when I was late for my CAT class( FYI I'm always late due to some reason). CAT class was merely 4 odd kms away from home, a matter of about 10-15 minutes but the traffic just seems to bloody multiply when you're late and it did just that on that day. So I got into this bus numbered 49M which would get me at least till clock tower and leave me to walk another half km. The bus looked relatively full and I had no time to think of another one so in I went without another thought. Now, this happens to me every...

Looking outside the window, I saw two tracks that seemed to go on forever They looked at one another with distant familiarity Yet that feeling of uncanny knowingness struck their hearts They went on and on parallel to one another Staring at each other day and night A growing sense of knowing each other beckoned them close And they knew eventually, that all would be right Going on playfully with childlike frivolty They arched, they bent, they fell, they rose Yet they knew in their lonely hearts That their story would make a lovely prose They woke up one morning realizing they had diverged Looking far across the horizon but to no avail They had been separated, caught unaware And it was just sadness that prevailed Hope is what kept them going That one fine day they would reunite That one day they would meet and rejoice And all would still eventually be right. They looked everyday at the setting sun with hope depreciating At not being next to one another once...

I wish those smiles would last, I wish those joys would stay In the midst of a misty ocean, 
 Lies the frail spirit of dismay 

 Memoirs of a thankless life, Sets this wandering soul ablaze 
 Waiting for the sun to rise, 
 Hope lures the sense of redemption 

 Life seems to unfurl in this really funny manner, 
 Like a new chapter was written every page 
 To mock at our sense of judgment at each step, 
 And lead us to a whole new way   

 Striving for that one little thing from life, we all live, 
 something that someone else would easily acquire 

 And life smirks at us and takes that away, 
 Leaving us in this pain inducing solitude 

 Wisdom is all that pain gives but leaves a scar behind, 
 One that reminds us of how we were irreversibly ruffled 

 It's a blessing in disguise that these scars are invisible, 
 Because if they were visible, we'd all be so ugly! 

 Peace