Heartfelt lovely tunes
Uttering special souls
Merge together there
Mesmerizing audience around
In joy musicians
Notes made tunes
Grow high morale
Written for Acrostic Only..!!!
Oct 23, 2010
HUMMING
Heartfelt lovely tunes
Uttering special souls
Merge together there
Mesmerizing audience around
In joy musicians
Notes made tunes
Grow high morale
Written for Acrostic Only..!!!
ANSWER
A word collection
Neither its right
So not wrong
We just use
Every answer to
Read others opinions
Written for Acrostic Only...!!
Oct 19, 2010
CHAMPION..!!!
She cries of pain
rips her body
no one can know
how it feels to her
She pushes out
the little life in her
to show the light
of this vast world
She bears all pain
gives life to a new soul
gives birth to the world
she cries out all way
She cries in joy
holding the new baby
tears of love flow down
happiness of life she enjoys
She cries with pride
holding her gift for life
wrapping it in her arms
the best moment of her life
She is the real champion
who fights with her life
to give birth to a new life
She is a mother...mother of world..!!!
rips her body
no one can know
how it feels to her
She pushes out
the little life in her
to show the light
of this vast world
She bears all pain
gives life to a new soul
gives birth to the world
she cries out all way
She cries in joy
holding the new baby
tears of love flow down
happiness of life she enjoys
She cries with pride
holding her gift for life
wrapping it in her arms
the best moment of her life
She is the real champion
who fights with her life
to give birth to a new life
She is a mother...mother of world..!!!
This is my take for the prompt Champion on One Single impression and is dedicated to all the mothers around the world...and specially to the mothers on OSI..!!!
Written for One Single Impression..!!!
Oct 15, 2010
LONELY...!!!
Left to nature
Over church steps
No wonder, the reason is
Entirely that I am a girl
Loving child I was, till yesterday
Yet I am thrown away today
Written for One Single Impression..!!!
Over church steps
No wonder, the reason is
Entirely that I am a girl
Loving child I was, till yesterday
Yet I am thrown away today
Written for One Single Impression..!!!
MY Daughter..!!!
I was walking in the park and met Aman, my college friend. I met him long time back and was very happy to see him there that day. I walked towards him wearing the biggest smile ever.
"Hey Aman, hows you man? remember me?? Its Abhi" I greeted with lots of love.
"Hello Abhi" He replied. There was no smile. The Aman I knew was lost. He was sad, diappointed and in full of grief.
" Hey what happened? Anything wrong? why are you like that?" I asked him and he looked at me with tears rolling down.
Aman I knew was a gem of a person. He knew only to love and everyone loved him too. He worled hard during college and was the topper of our batch. Aman loved a Aayushi and later married her. As far as I knew Aman is special friend to everyone he met in life.
"Abhi, I am in no mood to talk. Let's meet someother day" he said.
Understanding the situation, we exchanged her numbers and I left him there alone.
The next day, I saw him there again in the same mood and same silence. That day, I dint want to leave him there and so went to him and asked him what was wrong.
"Abhi, I know this would come to you as a shock but it the truth" He started to talk after a long time when I forced him to do so.
"As you know Abhi, I am married to Aayushi, the love of my life. We lived together happily and when my little Angel, Akshara came into our life, we were complete. God gave us everything and we were a happy little family closely knit together."
"Akshara was very close to her mom as I was busy with work and had to travel most of the time. Ayushi and Akshara were best friends. They loved each other so much that sometimes I felt jealous of their love and affection"
"But Abhi everything changed when Aayushi left us all alone" Aman broke down. I had never seen him crying and I suddenly realized that my cheeks were wet too.
"Aman what happened to Aayushi?" I asked to know exactly what happened.
"She died of Cancer" He had no words nor did I.
After a long silence "How is Akshara? Who is taking care of her now?" I asked.
"Akshara left me after her mother left us. Akshara got disturbed mentally and one night, she left home searching her mom. She is just 15 and I dont know where she is now. I searched all around but could find her no where" Aman broke again and I could not see him like that.
We spoke to each other for along time about Aayushi's death and Akshara too.
After this incident, we met almost every day and spoke for long hours.
"Abhi I feel better talking to you. I now feel I have someone in this world who shall take care of Akshara when she is back home, in case I am dead too" Aman said which left me in tears.
*********TODAY**********
"Hey Aman. how are you today?" we met in a roadside restaurant where we planned to meet today.
"I am the same old Aman whom you met some days ago in the park. but the only change is that you are with me now" he smiled.
We had a good dinner and thought to walk back home as it was not very far ago from that place. By the way, Aman lives with our family in our home now.
While walking we have been talking about Akshara, he innocence, her childhood, her everything.
While passing over the footbridge, Aman suddenly stopped seeing a girl near the fence and ran to look who she was. He was shouting seeing her.
I thought he was mentally very disturbed having not seen Akshara for a long time. I walked to him and pulled his arm to go back home but he was resisting to come back. I pulled him harder when i heard him murmuring.
"what did you say??" I asked
"Akshara"
Written for Thursday Tales..!!!
Thanks for the pic...Credit to vivendo meu suicídio interno...!!!
"Hey Aman, hows you man? remember me?? Its Abhi" I greeted with lots of love.
"Hello Abhi" He replied. There was no smile. The Aman I knew was lost. He was sad, diappointed and in full of grief.
" Hey what happened? Anything wrong? why are you like that?" I asked him and he looked at me with tears rolling down.
Aman I knew was a gem of a person. He knew only to love and everyone loved him too. He worled hard during college and was the topper of our batch. Aman loved a Aayushi and later married her. As far as I knew Aman is special friend to everyone he met in life.
"Abhi, I am in no mood to talk. Let's meet someother day" he said.
Understanding the situation, we exchanged her numbers and I left him there alone.
The next day, I saw him there again in the same mood and same silence. That day, I dint want to leave him there and so went to him and asked him what was wrong.
"Abhi, I know this would come to you as a shock but it the truth" He started to talk after a long time when I forced him to do so.
"As you know Abhi, I am married to Aayushi, the love of my life. We lived together happily and when my little Angel, Akshara came into our life, we were complete. God gave us everything and we were a happy little family closely knit together."
"Akshara was very close to her mom as I was busy with work and had to travel most of the time. Ayushi and Akshara were best friends. They loved each other so much that sometimes I felt jealous of their love and affection"
"But Abhi everything changed when Aayushi left us all alone" Aman broke down. I had never seen him crying and I suddenly realized that my cheeks were wet too.
"Aman what happened to Aayushi?" I asked to know exactly what happened.
"She died of Cancer" He had no words nor did I.
After a long silence "How is Akshara? Who is taking care of her now?" I asked.
"Akshara left me after her mother left us. Akshara got disturbed mentally and one night, she left home searching her mom. She is just 15 and I dont know where she is now. I searched all around but could find her no where" Aman broke again and I could not see him like that.
We spoke to each other for along time about Aayushi's death and Akshara too.
After this incident, we met almost every day and spoke for long hours.
"Abhi I feel better talking to you. I now feel I have someone in this world who shall take care of Akshara when she is back home, in case I am dead too" Aman said which left me in tears.
*********TODAY**********
"Hey Aman. how are you today?" we met in a roadside restaurant where we planned to meet today.
"I am the same old Aman whom you met some days ago in the park. but the only change is that you are with me now" he smiled.
We had a good dinner and thought to walk back home as it was not very far ago from that place. By the way, Aman lives with our family in our home now.
While walking we have been talking about Akshara, he innocence, her childhood, her everything.
While passing over the footbridge, Aman suddenly stopped seeing a girl near the fence and ran to look who she was. He was shouting seeing her.
I thought he was mentally very disturbed having not seen Akshara for a long time. I walked to him and pulled his arm to go back home but he was resisting to come back. I pulled him harder when i heard him murmuring.
"what did you say??" I asked
"Akshara"
Written for Thursday Tales..!!!
Thanks for the pic...Credit to vivendo meu suicídio interno...!!!
Oct 14, 2010
DEAR EMPLOYEES...ITS ABOUT US...!!!
There is happiness in life
But have no time to enjoy it
There are problems we face
But have no one to share
We smile, but hardly laugh
We talk but hardly share
We say, but hardly express
We live away from life
We know each other around
But rarely wave a hello
We just look down
While walking around
We have no one to talk to
Everyone is busy with work
We have no time to talk to
As we are busy with work too
We are the employees
Working busy for our future
But our present is lost
Amidst the numbers of the world
But have no time to enjoy it
There are problems we face
But have no one to share
We smile, but hardly laugh
We talk but hardly share
We say, but hardly express
We live away from life
We know each other around
But rarely wave a hello
We just look down
While walking around
We have no one to talk to
Everyone is busy with work
We have no time to talk to
As we are busy with work too
We are the employees
Working busy for our future
But our present is lost
Amidst the numbers of the world
Oct 13, 2010
Your's Truly Me #12
"When you feel you are right, I also feel I am right.
When you have logic for your points, I have logic too.
Why do you always expect me to change the opinion? Why don’t you try to?"
When you have logic for your points, I have logic too.
Why do you always expect me to change the opinion? Why don’t you try to?"
Oct 12, 2010
My Home Hyderabad #Take 2
So finally I decided on what to start with to let you know about my city. The “Purana Pool” (Meaning: Old river)
Purana Pool is constructed some 450 years ago(around 1578) over the Musi river that flows across Hyderabad. Though it is now polluted very badly, it was the source of water in those days. It was the river of floods during heavy rains.
The history of Hyderabad says that the Nizams started the construction of the city from the Purana Pool. Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah, the Nizam King started the construction of the city for his love. The Prince Quli Qutub Shah loved a Hindu girl Bhagyamati who lived on the other side of the Musi river. Once due to heavy rains, the Musi flooded and drowned places near it. The bad rains frightened the prince and wanted to meet his love on the other side of Musi, but he couldn’t. So, later after the floods stopped, he took up the construction of Purana Pool over the river for better commution.
The new city then built was named Bhagyanagaram (as the girl was Bhagyamati) and after the prince married her, she was given the title Hyder and hence the new name Hyderabad (which means “Long live Hyder”).
So this is the start of my city based on love. Today, Purana Pool is the major road used for commution across the river even after 450 years. We are the Hyderabadis, the children of the great lovers. We are the fruits of the love planted some 450 years ago. We may have brought the whole world here, but we still admire our history and value the love which is the foundation of our city and yeah, Hyderabad is the place where Hindus and Muslims have been living together with love since ages.
Love is synonymous to Hyderabadis but yeah, exceptions are always there. But once you are in Hyderabad, you can find our love to the culture, love to the people, and love to our city all around.
So when you are in Hyderabad don’t forget to see the Purana Pool, they symbol of love of our Nizam king Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah and Bhagyamati Alias Hyder.
That’s all for today and see you soon the next time.
Purana Pool is constructed some 450 years ago(around 1578) over the Musi river that flows across Hyderabad. Though it is now polluted very badly, it was the source of water in those days. It was the river of floods during heavy rains.
The history of Hyderabad says that the Nizams started the construction of the city from the Purana Pool. Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah, the Nizam King started the construction of the city for his love. The Prince Quli Qutub Shah loved a Hindu girl Bhagyamati who lived on the other side of the Musi river. Once due to heavy rains, the Musi flooded and drowned places near it. The bad rains frightened the prince and wanted to meet his love on the other side of Musi, but he couldn’t. So, later after the floods stopped, he took up the construction of Purana Pool over the river for better commution.
The new city then built was named Bhagyanagaram (as the girl was Bhagyamati) and after the prince married her, she was given the title Hyder and hence the new name Hyderabad (which means “Long live Hyder”).
So this is the start of my city based on love. Today, Purana Pool is the major road used for commution across the river even after 450 years. We are the Hyderabadis, the children of the great lovers. We are the fruits of the love planted some 450 years ago. We may have brought the whole world here, but we still admire our history and value the love which is the foundation of our city and yeah, Hyderabad is the place where Hindus and Muslims have been living together with love since ages.
Love is synonymous to Hyderabadis but yeah, exceptions are always there. But once you are in Hyderabad, you can find our love to the culture, love to the people, and love to our city all around.
So when you are in Hyderabad don’t forget to see the Purana Pool, they symbol of love of our Nizam king Mohammed Quli Qutub Shah and Bhagyamati Alias Hyder.
That’s all for today and see you soon the next time.
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