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SUMMER HOLIDAYS
SUMMER HOLIDAYS
Hot summer is here again,
It jogs memories of college days,
when, classes sound boring,
Exams tensions left us mourning.
Final glance and chat with friends,
Canteen place were full of trends.
Skipping classes for more fun with mates,
Gone all fret and professors threats.
Gossiping n gulping colourful ice candy,
Samosas, green mango & tamarind tangy.
Some getting tied -up, some going abroad,
Some wanna rule the world while some wanna hoard.
Hostel rooms filled with yell,
Time to exchange addresses & mails.
Writing last paper, long waited day,
Packing bags & books was finally our way!
Missing close pals was our biggest regret,
"will u remember me? was the query unsaid
Summer will fetch lotza fun,
Giving memories that cannot be shun.
Hey hottie summer! am sure you`ll come again,
Will you bring those sweet times again?.
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Struggle For Life
Struggle for Life She completed all her responsibilities….brought up her children, nourished them
with all delicacies, decent clothing, taught them mannerism, to be generous and
kind towards humanity and accept things as they are……..she gave them good education
even in crises to make them stand on their feet.…..she made them tough to stand
strong in life with her powerful lessons. She asked them to be like a light
house in ocean. After completing a huge responsibility of marrying each one of her daughter and
placing them in safe hands, she felt very satisfied and happiness oozed out of
her eyes. She thought she is free now with all her responsibilities. Now she wanted to give peaceful and cheerful life to her retired husband who was her
actual strength behind all this… both planned to move around holy places
together. After long time they found time for each other. Moments of happiness
arrived. She asked her husband to make jewellery of her choices to rejoice the
moment in a proper way. She demanded for the ring which is worn by a new bride, the one which she lost
years back for her children`s education. The ring was made and she wore it
merrily in her fingers!......fingers which are trembling!...fingers which
depict that she has grown old ! Oh!……..she is old and ill!....yes! she realized her illness today!....she is ill
since ages but never gave a thought to it seriously!......she forgot herself
for her family and their responsibilities!....many years passed by making a
family live happily….but now when she actually thought about herself,….. is the
time left for her?? Is her body ready to take herself to places which she
longed for with her husband??....many queries arrived in her sharp mind. She
questioned all this to Lord. Lord answered her hastily.…..“NO!!” “Please Lord!…listen to me!”… “few more months……please”....She begged for life.…..
“it`s my time now to relax and see life closely….but….not in this way!”....
“Where`s my husband?”.... “Where are my children??”......she screamed weakly
lying down on bed in ICCU. Her dimmed eyes could not see her near ones
surrounding her. She wide opened her grey, dimmed eyes to see her loved
ones….she could not see nor hear them. She could not talk her last word cos
broad n thick L shaped ventilation pipe did not let her do that. “why???......wats happening lord??.....please answer me”……..she screamed and
that was the last beg she made to Lord who made her silent forever. We all stood at her helplessly and saw her sleeping peacefully……she is my MOM!....my
dear Mom who never gave up things easily throughout her life, could not resist
this time and after long struggle for life, she gave up and surrendered herself
to Lord…… ….I LOST
HER!......FOREVER! ON 5th NOVEMBER. MY GREAT,
GREAT MA…….....I MISS U….:(((((((((((
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HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!
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HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY TO ALL MY ILANDER FRIENDS!
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Joy joy joy
Full of joy
This day of my life
Made me feel high
Your quite step
Your stern look
Your profound voice
Made me feel shy
Why why why
You kept talking
And I just nodding
Without blinking my eye
Why why why
Why I lost my mind today
Why such interactions coming my way
You made me figurine
Is this lord’s creation by-the-way?
Yes……. this is turn in my Life
Accept it my dear mind
Someone stepping in my life
To fill up the space and make me shine!
No more dreams
No more stories
Happenings will happen
When Lord shows his glory!
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Monsoon
Long above the seventh heaven
Clouds singing in celebration
Thunder roaring loud
We know…..It’s a gathering of clouds
Come down O blissful cloud
Shower the blessings of Lord
Wash out the dust of evil
Fill up every thursty shell
Make a blissful shower
Mark nature’s beauty n uncover
Load tunnel, sea and ocean
Liven up every earthen creature
You ….the rival of the sun
Let it moan for sometime
Let sun loose its heat
Your buoyancy… let it beat
Your are blessings of lord
None fresh and pure as you are
Here everyminds need of hour
Why you stake us…
Let yourself be our…..
With time we forget you
We are liable for your move
Though we know the fact
Still we sick you with our awful act
Never irate with human kind
We realize our faults that might
So come… shower the drops of life
Welcome O monsoon
Soon in our lifeless lives!
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LIFE
U resemble me, but how different u r
Yes duplicate we are, oh none call u my mate
U r colourless, but yet full of life
U r in me ….with me, always!
U r my shadow
Ahh so many colours of life
I see u when I nap
Its amazing to be with u
Hey why u go when I wake
U r my dreams
U r my budie, who never leave me alone
Give me sensations and make me feel your presence
Many times I try to calm u
But still u wants to be mine
U r my pain
I long wait for u, want u to be mine
Work hard day n night
Just to get your glance
U know u make me happy …then why u r always late
U r my Success
Am dragging u hard and sometimes u do so
This lasting journey hand in hand
We both don`t know where it end
But u n me know… one day
we will fall apart….for sure
U r my Life
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Cosmetic Surgeon…She asked me to do this for her, I swear...
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Doggie Slimming Agent..................It`s Water!!!!!!
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BODY PARTS SERVICING CENTER
How nice life would have been if we could have detached our body parts and get it serviced or replaced…
The conversation among the people would have been like this:
· I am unable to walk today; I left my legs with my doc for repairs. I got my grandma’s legs so I cannot walk fast. I would have liked my father’s pair of legs; he is a sports man U C.
· My hand was paining yesterday. I went to an orthopedic Doc. He had many pairs of different varieties like thin, fleshy, hard, soft etc. Nothing was suiting me, finally he advised me to go for a plump one till the fresh stocks arrived. Now I appear like a Macho!! On the streets, people are afraid of me and girls just freak out seeing me!!
· I had a cracked heel and it was paining tremendously. My doc asked me to take rest. As I had lots of work at office, I applied cream on my legs and hung them in my room. Now I am managing with my neighbour’s legs.
· Shanu:Why r u not talking?
Nimesh (Explaining in sign language): I gave my vocal chord for servicing. I have to appear for singing auditions tomorrow. But guess i can manage with my nose coz nowadays singers become famous if they are nasal more than vocal!
· Once a man on his way out, took his eyes, but forgot to put his head on. He was surprised to see the street all-empty. “Is it Sunday today?” he thought. But everyone on the street was petrified and as a result of such havoc amongst the public, the police arrested him. He could not understand the problem and only when he took his hand to scratch his head did he realize that he had forgotten his head at home. Finally the judge sentenced him to be ‘hanged till dead’ on the condition that he should come to the court, the next day, with his head on!
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SWEET MEMORIES
When I was in school I used to hang on for the INTERVAL bell to ring. The reason being that I cud see the ice candy fellow standing rite (right) in front of my window, away frm the school fence. As the bell wud ring I, along with my gang, wud quickly approach him to buy some ice candies. The white milky ice one was my fav cos the orange one wud provide evidence of our act to our maam, as the colour wud remain on our cheeks and tongues!
My other fav was kitchen toys. Some elders helped me in putting the shelves on the back wall of my house. My play wud start at day break. Big green leaves were cut with a sharp bottle lid to be made into round chappatis. The soft green leaves, flower petals and small stones made the curry. I discovered that a combination of chuna (used in making pan) and turmeric wud give a dazzling red colour. So somehow I managed to get some chuna (from my dadaji`s pan basket) and turmeric frm moms kitchen, without her notice of course!. The red colour with green leaves made my curry look finger licking yummy!! But alas only my doll cud eat it and not me L. Yes my doll, a cute little one with long, shiny blonde hair. I named her “Dumpy.” Her eyes wud close if I made her sleep and her shoes cud be removed while bathing and her soft silky hair could be combed and platted too. I made a small slit on her lips and if I hold her cheeks she wud open her mouth like “O”!! And with my small toy spoon I fed her all my delicacies. My invisible frds/visitors wud get tea made out of mud, served in cute tiny tea sets.
As I grew up, I started making friends. In our colony we had big gangs for boys and girls. We use to play games according to the season. In cricket, balling was my favorite! Cos I can stand in one place and make everybody run to get the ball from the bushes far away! A play called seven times was my freak out game (remember seven time will have seven blocks placed one above the other and the opposite team should hit your team member with the ball before the blocks are rebuilt).We used to make teams and play like hell till we got tired of running. I used to play goti (kanche), gilli danda, kho kho etc. During the rainy season we invented a play called “Khupasni”. It’s a game played using an iron rod. You have to throw the rod on wet ground so as to make it stand vertical in it. if it falls, u r out! In hot summer, games like caroms, chess and business were the big time pass.
Friends, I was just trying to relish my sweet childhood memories. But I really worry for the children now-a-days, who I hardly see playing any such games. They are all engaged mainly in tuitions after school and then in watching TV. I hardly see them enjoying the way they should be at this age.
I request all parents to understand that play is as important as study. It builds your kid’s self-confidence and gives them the courage to face any situation under any circumstance they might come across in the future.
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