Little Girl in the beach

Little girl in the beach

It’s a pleasant evening I am having a walk in the beach

The refurbished esplanade is a treat to people’s aesthetic taste

There are huge stones arranged along the edge of a thematic gallery

Quite reminiscent of the Stone Age’s glory

First I thought it is a novel way of fencing

Later realised it can also be used for sitting and relaxing

Then came this little girl clad in a tight jeans and a sweater

A cutie and a little beauty

Very active and agile in her duty

Thrown away her shoes at once

And started playing by hopping over the artistic stones

Me who immersed in the book could not help myself

But for throwing my book away

And joining the beautiful game

What a way to use those stones

Which have never stricken my mind before

At the end I gracefully thanked her

For introducing me to this refreshing sport..

Enthralling trekking experience...

Kodai trek

The very thought of trekking is nerve-racking

But the idea of conquering heights keeps me ticking

The rain gods were threatening to make the situation worse

Though at last it turned out to be a pleasant curse

The green patches in the woods

Are pristine compatriots

Gushing waters along the way

Are reminding that I am not deserted away

Having developed cramps in the middle

Hampered my progress by throwing a riddle

All stretches of imagination have gone awry

With every difficult stretch resulting in huge agony

I am in no position to play god

In my quest towards making to the top

Some how have successfully completed the fast

Up above the hills

Mist who have accompanied all along our way

Have blissfully held their sway

Flowers in the park

Are exuding elegant spark

And Lovely Lilies over the lake

Are extending a warm handshake

The nature has its own lesson for a lovely living

Hence with enormous humility

Have surrendered before nature’s eternal beauty

My dear Coffee...

Oh my dear coffee

I adore you for what you are

I love to have you again and again

As there is no boring and you are so enchanting

I love you when you are hot and strong

But I won’t skip you even when you are cold and bold

You are not for any reason or season

The satisfaction you bring me is beyond explanation

What else I need than the high that you give

Which can’t be given even by a love

You have never betrayed me

And I promise you forever my love

Oh my dear coffee....

My life during examination....

My life during examination....

How t0 lead a life without expectations

When keeping an eye on my aspirations

I am always filled with my ruminations

Trying hard to be instantaneous

To become effortlessly spontaneous

But Feeling hard to overcome my emptiness

And finding difficult to manage my restlessness

Don’t know what happened to my Effervescence

As I have lost my characteristic Innocence

Which helps me in producing stress less performance

Answer lies in remaining detached from outcome

And getting attached to the process

But, Oh my god this mains preparation

Is killing hard with enormous tribulation...

Indian Electioneering...

Indian Electioneering...

Election is an occasion deserving every adult’s attention

A process of selection and rejection

Conducted by a commission for this billion nation

An intriguing affair with lot of fanfare

Which makes the Politician’s behavior go haywire

Otherwise seasoned leaders stoop to levels unheard of

To defend their stands which are disgraced of

It’s hard to know what to deduce

From the promising manifesto

As you can’t be sure you are right

Even when they convey everything straight

People for on their part vote in mixed fashion

This leaves the country with no solid option

Often leading to a discredited coalition

With third front in the fray

Nobody knows which god to pray

To save the country from a disarray.

Ray of Hope In a troubled Mind..

Ray of hope in a troubled mind

Here goes the recital of a troubled mind..

What keeps me moving…

It’s a pity that my career is not taking off as I dreamed of

But the urge kept me wondering what I am really made of

The identity crisis hindered the zeal in my life

Warding off the crisis, could lend lively infuse to my life

I have always been made to feel very special

Don’t know the feel could come my way to the pinnacle

The road less travelled is tough to familiarize

And I don’t know have I got enough resources to channelize?

Voice within is prodding me to have self belief

Yet it is intimidating to wage a struggle with my self..

Never have I gone this far in my life

However have miles to go and promises to keep..

But I am completely unaware of the distance to travel

In order to emerge immensely successful..

If anything, it will be my strength of character and commitment to purpose

Will find answers to the questions troubling my mind.