A poets life

My first poetry was a innocent smile,
While learning to stand beside my mother's lap.
Capturing scattered beauty of nature in my soul,
Lost in transition were mine early days.

Romancing Keats and whispering Shelley,
That was my teen ,yesterday.
Quoting Wilde & murmuring Dylan
A poet was nourishing in me day by day.

I am not a poet of the fall or spring,
Neither pursuit a big achiever's dream.
Just wanna be happy man with the shirts,
This will be me as a poem down the years.

Random Thoughts of Day/Night

"Think big, think fast, think ahead. Ideas are no one's monopoly".

"Caste restricts opportunity. Restricted opportunity constricts ability. Constricted ability further restricts opportunity. Where caste prevails, opportunity and ability are restricted to ever-narrowing circles of the people".

"A film is never really any good unless the camera is an eye in the head of a poet."

"Thinking should become your capital asset, no matter whatever ups and downs you come across in your life."

"Thinking is progress. Non-thinking is stagnation of the individual, organisation and the country. Thinking leads to action. Knowledge without action is useless and irrelevant. Knowledge with action, converts adversity into prosperity."

"Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation."

Eternal Feeling of a Moment

Devoid of all emotions,an empty heart at last;
Not a tinge of nostalgia,only quantum of solace.
Falling apart into unknown,may be darkness or light,
Finding myself engraved in the abysses.
Numb,excited are words of past life,
Me blessed or cursed by eternal loss of sensation.


Embraced by wind, earth,water and fire;
Yet,soul untouched by divine love.
Hollowness creeps around my shadows,
Mysticism of non existent just held me together.
Born to kiss the lips of the death,
Oh,cheers or mourn for doomsday.

Air India experience…

While going through Internet for Randy Pausch,i stumbled across one of the eye opener description about Air India.Before reading article,I became quite happy to see that he was an ITBHU alumni.Afterwards,i felt sorry for him.Narrator, Sharad V. Oberoi is pass out of 2005 batch of civil engineering.I think,my colleagues will remember it as a batch of person named MAKKU SHARMA. Ok,leave that stuff...Here is the link of the :Tour de Air India

Indian Premier League

Indian Premier League
Cricket is a game of more controversy than any other sports played in India. After so much debacle and speculation, I.P.L. has kicked off. My loyalty towards India is questioned for first time. I do not have interest in domestic matches but cannot ignore such mouth watering contest. I have to take sides and feeling of regionalism has just started. Whole country is in front of Television set and enjoying the brutal hitting of BB McCullum. Odds are against by bet,but i place my money on Bangalore Royal Challengers. Even SRK and Preity Zinta are enjoying with me in IPL due to high amount of money!!!!
Gear Up and enjoy a new version of Cricket Fever....