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Monday, August 31, 2015

The beauty of failure! – PG LAB Day-1

Those four days,
With initial juggle of feelings,
Of Why, what and how.
Serenaded with serenity,
Of LONAVLA.
We started a different sojourn,
To experience different relations.
To experience different bonds,
That life had for us.

Mesmerized by the beauty,
Happy with our grandeur stay.
All flushed with new track pants and shoes
High on energy and rules.
Speechless on the view
From our balcony from the room.
We four girls,
Happily exploring each other.

Day First,
‘Meet two people more different from you’
And we explored all the faces
Some we had never seen,
Some we had never talked.
And hence we made a group of three.
‘Meet two more groups different from you’
And it went till we had fifty four!

Four groups, four days, four activities!
Life had suddenly taken a fast pace train.
So much to explore,
So many bonds yet to be made!
So much to delve inside ourselves.
So much to deluge from our hearts.

ASSAULT the first activity,
Fifty four people, all charged up.
Further divided in four teams.
Drizzling all the way,
With drenched rain coats.

Delivery boy, the first game.
Two bowls filled with water,
Six balls in bowl, six people with bucket with strings.
Standing in a circle with each string each person
‘Deliver the balls from one to another with your bucket’
Clueless with the known faces but unknown people
No strategy and no game plan
We started, and our balls out of reach.
Miserable with our performance,
No coordination,
Don’t know where to push and where to pull.
The team disheartened!

Second game, crocodile across the river.
Legs on a plank, and
We move the plank with our hands,
Started, lost control
Started again, lost coordination.
The other team won,
We, little irritated.
But, we knew team is coming along.
We finished, high on hopes and little high on confidence.

Crazy ball,the third game.
Desperate this time,
We can do it, we will do it..
High on coordination, high on confidence
Running forwards and
Making a continuous pathway for the crazy ball.
Yes, Yes!! We won this time!!
From rags to riches,
From failures to success!

The beauty of failure
The beauty of unknown people
The beauty of achievement
The beauty of team

The beauty of PG lab - day 1! 

Thursday, August 27, 2015

The day when I hugged a book and slept.


There are days in my life,
when I want to be surrounded
not by people, but by books!

The view of those million pages
have always made me,
smile like a child.
The scenery of those unread pages
have always made me,
grim as harsh sorrow upon me.
The smell of those pages
have always made me forget,
the pangs of hunger.

There are days in my life,
when I want to be surrounded
not by people, but by books!

One more minute,
just to read that extra paragraph.
Sneaking out of a late night party
to lay my hands on my book
To drink my favourite coffee,
and realizing the absence of book.
To get locked in my room,
just to find solace with my book.
To love Austen,
And miss Bronte.
To get up at night,
just to read few more words of your orb.

There are days in my life,
when I want to be surrounded
not by people, but by books!

Books! Words!
You world has never failed to charm me!
You make me forgot all that serenades me

People come slowly,
They go fast.
You are just there. Always!
Besides me!
At times of happiness,
I see you and feel more happy.
At times of sorrow,
I hug you and sleep.





Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Don't look for relationship, look for that Bond!

When you get a space at my blog, you should know you mean A LOT to me!
Yes Gaurav Kumar Rawat!
We have seen together that life, that I believe is the most bizarre form of life!

But dude, the bond that we had formed together is unconditional!
You be seven oceans away from me, and I would still pray for the smile on your face (I hope, then you will have a better hairstyle).
It is sometimes , that I am unable to give any name to this relationship. Because I don't care in what form you are with me, be my brother, be my friend, be my confidante, whatever you want to name it, You are that special person in my life with whom the silence on the phone can tell me thousands stories (People will read this as a love story, but for us it is not! It is that like that special bond I have with my mother when she intrinsically know that I am hungry. Well, I am hungry right now!).

I thought I would write about our friendship and about how wonderful as a person you are on your birthday!
But, it seems my fingers are writing entirely different! I want to write about how pure a relationship can be! How just the presence in your life of somebody makes you feel secured. How, anything you say, any joke on anybody will not affect the core bond that we have!
That's why, I want to say to the world today, don't look for relationship with a person, look for that bond!

That bond, which will give you immense happiness when the other is happy!
Ant let me tell me you dear Rawat, I am very happy for you since you are happy!

And with all my heart,I wish you all this happiness in your future! (This deal is valid only if you keep disturbing me)!

Well, I do miss the times when we use to share things together, new knowledge, new music, new movies, new observations!! But, Abhi picture khatam nahi huyi hai dost! You can always ping me for anything you want to tell about your new DSLR, from aperture to focal length (but you know I don't give a damn though), but it feels good!...

I think I have made it too complex. Let me summarize it for you!
Its just that, its your birthday and I feel happy! :)

God Bless you and me !!
19th Aug '2015

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Freedom for Making My Decisions Myself!



"Written for a friend who stood up for the rights of women"

Almost all my life,
Restricted and Bonded!
Sometimes by family, sometimes by peers.
Sometimes by clothes, sometimes by choices.

I came here to learn, to enlighten,
I know what is right,
What is wrong,
I came here to make my choice of time,
Not to be locked in cage!

How the rich crushes the poor

The Isolated Strip of the world!