The Blue Sky

15/6/04
9:30 p.m.

Gazing down upon us is the blue sky,
Whose companionship with the clouds;
Remind me of a brilliant expression.
The white and blue: signs of freedom;
The brightness: a hope of what’s yet to come.
But, the sky’s so high…and so are the clouds;
I don’t know why, but I am surrounded by doubts.
What if the price of freedom goes sky high?
And, what if, the hope turns into dismay?...

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Thank You

9:50 pm / 30-6-04


We are his pride, and
He is our strength;
We are incompetent
Without him, and
He is incomplete without
Any of us. We look upon him
As a source of inspiration, and
Learn from him anything
Of importance. It's true that
Words fall short to describe
The love and gratitude we feel
For him, but then we love him a lot,
And will always be indebted to him
For all that he has done for us.
So, dear Papa, thank you
For everything!

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An unborn baby's letter to its mother :

Dear Mama,

When stars shine, remember me. When moon glows, remember me. Whenever you look up in the sky, remember that I am waiting for you to call upon me. Dearest mama, remember that even though I am inside you, I want to be cuddled in the same warmth as that of a baby born. My lovely mama, how can I convey my true feelings to you that never for one moment leave me unattended, even after my birth. I love you mama dearly for what you have done for me and I am not sure if I can ever repay you.

But mama, I am scared. I am afraid of being neglected. I don’t want to be ignored. I just want you to be by my side – everyday and every where. I am afraid of being left behind. I want to feel you. I want you to touch me and talk to me. I like it when you do so now, and believe me dear mama, I would love it when you’d continue doing it. Please, oh please mama, don’t leave me at somebody else’s doorsteps; don't leave me at some one else's mercy. Just hold me close like now, when I am much closer to you then anything else.

So mama, when you look up at the creations of God and admire them, remember that I, too, am a creation of God. So admire and look after me. With lots of love and affection mama, remember me.

Your Baby.

P.S. – I Love You!

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Thoughts...

4:20 pm / May 04

Too many thoughts
Not enough time;
Too many words
Each worth a dime;
Too much of laughter
Loosing out to sadness;
Too much of emotions
Ending up worthless;
So many options
Such less a time;
So many words
Broken each time;
Life- an empty promise,
Death- the ultimate disguise.

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Untitled -------- I

3:14 pm / April 04

My head bowed in shame.
Even though, I wasn’t part
Of this sinister game.
I watched a handful degrade dozens,
I didn’t know where to look or
What should be my action?

My heart filled with anger.
Those who underwent such disgrace
Were merely our brothers!
Silently they suffered bouts
Of humiliation;
Openly they weren’t allowed
Any recognition.

My conscience cried.
When I saw what they did
Hurt my pride
They are not humans, only
Evil mongers
Who cared about none, blindly
Followed shallow ‘orders’
They say, they were not
To be blamed
Their reasoning inadequate, when
You see the bigger ‘picture’ – it
Sounds much lame!

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My Angel

So gentle, so calm;
The life of my angel
Is so very warm

So kind, so humbling;
The life of my angel
Is one such blessing

Such humility, such love;
The life of my angel
Is pure, as a dove

So fascinated are people;
Who meet my angel.
Such is my feeling;
It all gets tangled.

It’s my angel
Who looks after me,
And it’s none other
Then my mother!

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Wishes...

Wishes are just wishes,
For some people are not insane.
They make some aspirations,
To let the world know they are not inane.
They may want to climb a mountain or
Cross a hurdle,
They might just hug an afflicted child
standing in the middle.

Wishes are just wishes,
They are not made to be broken.
They might be kept in the back yard,
But are never forgotten.

Wishes are just wishes
And
I wish to fly away
One day...
...Far away.

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The Silent Truth - II

Tribulation – their fate,
Determination is innate.
Suggestions they make,
Putting lives at stake.

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Whenever I See The Sky...

Whenever I see the sky
I see it is filled with the color of life;
Whenever I think about life
I feel a particular uncertainty to it;
Whenever I brood over the uncertainties
I skip my daily dose of freshness;
Whenever I stop to inhale the freshness
I am reminded of the gloom surrounding me;
Whenever I try to clear away that gloom
I am pushed down by the difficulties;
Whenever I put aside these difficulties
I am swept away by the never-ending questions;
Whenever I ponder over these questions
I look up high in the sky, and
Whenever I see the sky...

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The Silent Truth - I

Many souls, least bothered
Lives lost, all bare.
Much chaos, no comfort
A hell, no care.

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