Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!

My Precious !!

 

I have uprooted my little scion

And planted it so far far away

To experience new milieu

To blossom n flower in an abounding way

 

Our roots were so entangled

Our hearts were so entwined

It hurt n bled as I pulled away

The invisible umbilical cord, intertwined

 

Over the years and seasons

I have nurtured it with love n care

To protect it from chill n frost

Kept tucked under my shade

 

Then came a day

When it touched the ceiling

Ready to fly n gain full height

How I wished I could keep tending

 

Do I really have to do it,

Why not fend under my wing

To keep it warm n protected

From the world so unforgiving

 

I secretly fathomed,

I have to let it sail

To learn to face the strong winds

Of life’s storms n gales

 

To prepare for the global environ

To grow into a grove, evergreen

Learn to bloom through autumn n winter

For life is not an everlasting spring

 

I have to strengthen my core

To let this cause begin

To help unleash its full stature

To let strew its fragrance to the brim

 

Let me bid you bon voyage…go live your dream!

May the Year 2014 be…

May the Year 2014 be…

 

One more opportunity to start afresh

One more milestone to measure success

To celebrate your victories and take account why you failed

To find new lands, bid bon voyage and sail

 

To new challenges, from new terminus we embark

One more chance to build new benchmarks

To sharpen your saw, to light new sparks

To find your own path, to create new landmarks

 

To outlive the old sloth, to embrace the new vim

To shed dullness from eyes, adorn the new gleam

To love, to give, to create, to rejuvenate and preen

Don’t live to die, live to immortalize and redeem

 

May you be you and yet so new

With aggression of a warrior and peace within you

With fire of a sun, yet placid like morning dew

May you be your own model and yet be so true

 

So use the dawn of 2014, to rise and exalt

To bury the outmoded, to liberate and absolve

To set a new goal, to make a new resolve

To begin a new journey, to grow and evolve

 

Good To Great !!!

Good to Great …

 

I know where I am,

I know where I need to go

Just reworking my map

Just re-gaging my goal

 

Its not that I haven’t arrived

Not that I haven’t attained

I collected many awards

Many honours n accolades

 

It is not my best and optimal

Nor yet time to put my feet up

To lay back n remunerate

My strife and little applaud

 

It isn’t my ‘mother of pearl’ sheen

My finest is yet to be honed

More polishing and whetting

Is possible to further whittle the stone

 

What I have lived is good

I have earned enough to decorate

Its choice to live on this treasure

Or move from good to great!

A New Day !!

A new day!

 

Each day is different

Each day is new

An opportunity to play new innings

Its God’s gift for you

 

New song to sing

New shades and hues

New journey to begin

New secrets new cues

 

New seeds to be sown

Fresh energy to ensue

Another chance to be reborn

To evolve n renew

What Makes An Absolute Leader !!

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What makes you an absolute leader..


Words that come from heart and stir the soul

Warmth that your aura upholds and unrolls

An enigmatic humility, yet upfront n bold

Friendly, yet  detached, focused on goal


An earnest smile that lights up a heart

Wisdom that ignites one’s mind with many thoughts

Earnest feeds that strike a cord

Effortless flow of discourses in a lyrical art


Be amiable and amenable, yet firm and intense

Fits well with the overall panache and elegance

There are things about you, one shouldn’t comprehend

May that be a part of your persona beyond everyone’s cognizance


Passion and excellence be your tenet

Innate style to make a connect

An eye to differentiate the jewels from the stones

Talent to warrant and not just owning the throne


What makes one extraordinary are yet the things above all

A burning desire to constantly evolve

Striving to escalate and rise with a resolve

No! Its not the power, the rule, the reign etcetera…

What makes you absolute is being the worthy winner of cathedra!

 

I Have A Dream…

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I Have  A Dream…

To weed out the deadwood and grow new saplings

Ready to breathe freely, to enthuse fresh oxygen

Steadfast, impervious of infestation and erosion

To paint the firmament vivid blue and earth lush green

 

To see these new seedlings be happy, contented

And grow into strong, passionate loving beings

Those greyed and ripened be warm and well tucked

Protected from chill, revered for all their years of giving

 

To wipe off all the miseries of the world

And make earth so peaceful & serene

All the pain and sorrow be well put back in Pandora’s box,

returning world its lost sheen

 

Make life’s journey full of joyous moments

And treasure this wealth to look back and gleam

Bathing in memories of all those who brought joy in life

Whose presence n role had a special meaning

 

The whole planet be wholesome continent

Why fight amongst the geographical terrains

Want to show power n victories over the world?

Save planet, sow seeds and plenty hearts to win !

 

Yes! I am very biased !!

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People often complain that I am very biased

I play favourites, some of them even voice

Rarely do I reward, seldom have I admired

I don’t promote their work, to have ‘em recognized

 

Yes I admit! I am very biased

I have no qualms to claim, selectively do I admire

I do reward merely and occasionally

I do appreciate measly and miserly

 

Well, I am inclined towards those

Who endow their mind and heart

Who want to make a difference

Passion is their fuel, excellence be their art

 

Commitment and honesty be their natural class

Solidarity is their aim, Winning is their cause

Genuine contribution be their hallmark

No ill intentions, their work is no ersatz

 

I do have special affection for those

Who break inertia and make new rules

Intrinsic desire to grow n evolve

Are the values they acquired in school

 

Special affinity I behold for those who follow ‘the right’

Innovation n creativity is their mental diet

For they are the ones who’ll grow, in stature n length

They are my weakness n they are my only strength

 

I value exceptional work, mediocrity’s not my style

I reward one true great step, than several trivial n trite

Innocent n curious minds, sparkle in their eyes

Ready to learn, open to collaborate, is all that’ll suffice

 

I detest crafty actions

I despise sham n fancy footwork

I don’t approve of selfish motives

Shorn of co-creation and worth

 

I choose n espouse those who aspire and yearn

Commit to excel and rectitude they adorn

I own these seeds and water them with fervour

Take a bet on them, their success is my endeavor

 

If you want to be my star

If you wish to win my soul

Have good intent; just strive for your best

Learn to be true to your role

 

JOURNEY TO VICTORY !!

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Journey to Victory…dedicated to my Winning Team!!

 

 

There’s a challenge ahead

There’s an combatant outside

There are hurdles n blockades

It’s a steep cliff to climb

Are you valiant and unafraid!

 

There’s struggle, there’s warfare

Time to unite, together we fasten

To prove to the greater dare

Your ability may be questioned

Are you ready to smarten for crusade!

 

You may fall before the rise

You may falter before success

You may die to get immortalized

It’s a long journey without recess

Are you ready to resurrect n resuscitate!

 

There’ll be darkness before the light

There’ll be calm, yet a storm

There’ll be no wrongs to get to right

To walk on frost, shed the warmth

Are you ready to show your might!

 

There’ll be fire to walk through

You got to be steel, not ductile

There’s a cause to lead the crew

To co-create at every mile

Are you ready to bleed n fight !

 

There’s a promise to deliver

There’s pledge to be fulfilled

There’s a cause to persevere

There’s an honor to keep n shield

Are you ready for joy of pride!

 

The tunnel is long n obscure

The height is new n unknown

There will be dawn ahead for sure

The glory of day n warm sun anon

Are you ready to endure long night!

 

There’s field we need to plough

Unravel, uneven is the terrain

We need to surge, the seed is sowed

We need the sun, minerals n rain

Are you ready to blossom n flower within!

 

We have done enough

And yet the thirst for more

To meet our goal however tough

Camaraderie, passion in galore

Are we ready to clear the din!

 

We are now close to our success

Ready to unfurl the flag of victory

The last thrust to the power we possess

Triumph now! Rest will be history

Are you armed with valor n ready to win!

I AM THE SUN !!

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Photography by Tejas Singh

A sky over-cast with dense clouds

Frost cloaks the greens like a shroud

Spread on earth, darkness of night

I am howsoever shining bright

For I am the Sun!

 

Extinguished minds, bereft of spark

Fainting pulse, no blood gushing through heart

Anesthetized senses, touch without heat

Am agile, forever lit

For I am the Sun!

 

Tired stride, wacked feet

Wounded mass, bruised knees

Defaced earth’s frame, tired and fatigued

Am statuesque, strong and lithe

For I am the Sun!

 

I have the power and prowess

To sear through the dense darkness

To ignite the minds with a special sharpness

To fuel the hearts with love and softness

For I am the Sun!

 

I have burnt for zillions of years

To spread light in this universe

I have caused life and climate

I have ruled the cosmos with my tenets

For I am the Sun!

 

Oh my orbs! Bind with my magnet

With my warmth you shine and illuminate

I have carved an orbit for each one of you

I have seeded life and breath in you

For I am the Sun!

 

Don’t go away from me, you’ll freeze to death

Don’t come close to me, you’ll be burnt to slag

You were born from me

You will end within me

For I am the Sun!

 

Where Are The Soulful Artisans And Their ‘Real McCoy’ Art!!

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The fine silk woven by the dexterous fingers

A play of a mindful art

Creativity appliquéd the passion so stitched

Embroidered with seams of thoughts

Years and years of heritage thus passed down

Here comes what an objet d’art!

 

The palate of hues blended by the artistic hands

Moved on the canvas with utmost segue

To create picture of someone’s dreams

Illusions of mind thus perceived

Portray the images of one’s heart

A Da Vinci’s Mona Liza thus conceived

 

Affection n care wrapped in the garment

Granny’s prayers, knitted in yarn

Nimble needles churn out the intricate pattern

The tassels n braids, the embellishments so worn

Ornamental trimmings, edgings and bobbles

Oh what love and warmth thus born!

 

Where is the beauty of true melody

The magic of maestro caressing avid hearts

Outdone is the music once created with simple strings

Cosmetically treated are the vocal cords

Tuners and synthesizers make you a star in a sprint

No longer a veritable piece of opus gets true applaud

 

Gone are the days of labor and inimitable creations

Flawless is the new creation, however the theme hodgepodge

The peace it transpired is replaced by utter techno noise

No one’s chasing the distinct excellence, in this race to win n outsmart

The passion n spirit that flows in a single stroke

is taken away by a modern collage

 

The wonder of virtuoso is left to the mercy of paintbrush

The high pixels ‘n’ graphics have conjured faux art

The masterpieces are crafted through cut ‘n’ paste

Edited by the ingenuity of a digital shop

The sheer mystic of ingenious is mislaid

Alas! The soulful ‘real McCoy’ once existed, is lost !