Attitude

When it rains all the birds fly for shelter but the eagle alone avoids the rain by flying above the clouds. Problems are common to all but the attitude makes the difference.

Thought for the day

Experience is how life catches up with us and teaches us to love and forgive each other.

Thought of the day

Learning is a lifetime process.......

Sometime

When the day was rainy day,
He used to enter home demanding for pakodas from my mumma.
Sometimes I miss that aroma.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.

When the day was everyday,
My kin's home used to be like restaurant of his favourite one.
My pressence there used to make him feel like encroachment of his possessed one's.
Sometimes I miss that animosty.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.

When the day was basant day,
He used to wake up early along with younger one.
Marching upstairs with plans in the head many ton.
Enthused with searching taste of dishes cooked for many nights.
While preparing kites 4 there forthcomming flights.
But like most of his plans, these 2 were drenched like his kites in the dew.
And rest of the day was catch and fly game.
Sometimes I miss those games.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.

When the day was movie day,
Whole atmosphere was thrilled by his words picturising hero and his deeds b4 the movie.
By the time we used to get drowsy, but thirsty eyes looking 4 some wonder atleast b4 the ending, were still unwinked fore the TV.
Sometimes I miss those movies.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.

When the day was naming the day,
He used to give me some new techy names.
The war used to continue for many days as I was reluctant to accept rather
As the day came all rebels were crushed and I was ready 2 accept the defeat rather
He used to invent a new name,
And the war continued again leading 2 an unending game.
Sometimes I miss those names.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.

When the day was last day,
My family told me, he was sleeping like everyday.
I didnt dare to see him 4 the last time.
I didnt cry 4 him at that time
Many days have gone after that day but,
Sometimes I miss those smiles.
Sometimes I miss those talks.
Sometimes I miss those plans.
Sometimes I miss those days.
Sometimes I miss that elderly love.
Sometimes I miss my bro.
Sometimes I look at the sky.
Sometimes I feel like cry.


This poem is written by my friend 'Palwinder' in memory of her brother 'Shanty'.

Listen to the heart

Love has its own language.
With no grammatical rules,
no spelling mistakes,
If u love someone,
U need not say.
If other person cant understand
The language of love
Than mere words cant explain it at all.

So always:

Listen to the heart,
Feel the emotion.

No need to speak,
Understand the unspoken.

Words can't convey,
What heart has to say.

Silence plays an important role,
When heart is out of control.

So Listen to the heart,
And get tuned to the emotions.

You...

Friends u will be thinking that how come I started writing poems. Well all this started with reading poems on my friends blogs. I got some inspiration from the way they rhymn and thought of writing some short pieces of wat i feel or whatever springs out of my mind. So here is what I wrote with the help of ma friend ketki (http://ketkiarora.blogspot.com/).



U made my days so short
Without U they r so long

U support me make me smile
When I m with U, I feel light

I can share watever I want,
There is nothing dat I cant.

U r wid me like a shadow
In hapiness n In sorrow

U r like an essence
I just feel ur presence

U r like a tree
dat nvr complains abt chnging season
n give shade without any reason

A Mistake......

Life is a mystery & full of mistakes.
I m guilty baby, forgive me again....
Now I m crying , n feeling the mistake.
Tears are rolling out, n are full of pain....
I Know the mistake is unforgivable,
but trust me I wont hurt u again.....
.... I wont hurt u again...