just life......

hey friends, Its a long time since I had written something....life is a little hectic these days, with wards to attend and exam so near, isn't some relaxed phase of mind to write poetry....

And then my day to day activities are not much fun to know either.....to prescribe medications to patients, measure blood pressure, insert Ryle's tube and catheter in hospital, definitely not a interesting thing to know....is it?

Then we have the Raksha Bandhan,Independence day and now today,its Anna's Fast and house arrest...a lot have been going on these days...such an interesting stuff...

So, after all these works, my 2 months of medicine internship are over and I can at least write something for my blog, something for the recent things and here I am. A small poetry, to start with though....hope you like it!

I have seen the world,

the Nation that stands,

the people it have....

the festivals being there,

celebration of life!

I have seen the hope,

the problems we face,

the sins we have.....

the truth being there,

being hidden from sight!

I have seen it all,

the emotions we felt,

the guilt we have....

the remorse being there,

just a little more to go!!

something I missed

life is not that rewarding...na? Sitting on a sofa....at veranda, brooding about how's the time is passing...suddenly realising that you are getting older but you hadn't lived your younger days enough...Story of many goal oriented guy out there ....they are so focused that they forget, a lot of life they are missing! tried to write something of this


sitting on the porch, I watched..
evening and the sunset,
the breeze felt so cold,
so be in my heart....

The days are going so slow,
or dry, are the seasons,
the time has just freezes,
or just my mind got stalled...

do I miss something,
spark that I do wish,
someone that I have been waiting for,
or just a change in air!!

young are those days,
played, or gone for a tuition,
mindless exploring of new place,
or be lazy in my home....

curious were those days,
dreaming big, amazed by new things,
new sparks of attraction,
the desire, the thought it brings...

but still studies and school,
and then home and tuition,
running all time, closing my eyes,
had I missed the station...of my young life!!

and on the porch,
I was asking myself,
have I missed some part,
guess it was not something I cared...
or something deep in my heart?

Survival

survival....
the strength within,
the cry not heard of,

the fight everyday,
the unrest, the patience,
life, so hard fought for!!

had no time,
to watch others,
to feel these moments...
the emotions, craving,
to enjoy the blessings,
wish to be someone like you!!


you think its fun,
or you are the only one,
but a lo are there doing the same!
we run in despair,
your passion, our dare,
the pain , distress we felt....do you care??


yes, its survival...
or the fight to be fittest,
our endurance not thought of,

the dream, the duty,
the fear of fading away,
state of our living... truth so far off!!


Still I see,
changes I perceive,
I look around...find new hope,
will you be there,
keeping your promise,
so big responsibility to care off!!

Carefree world

So friends...here I am, after lot of gap, Now being a medical intern, busy schedules, not much time to write things other than some of my poetry....So, these few months have been special to me....

My first income...even if a stipend of 9000 bucks but still very useful for us now..in student days, to purchase books, cloths and ya Mobile too...I had been little responsible now..also in these month two of my friends are married, even though they are 2-3 yr older than me..[:P]

so, I am here with some of my experiences.....Normal routines and then ward visits...I have seen lot of emotions out there in the hospital...and then...the pain they felt....also the stress of appearing All India PG entrance, to study a lot...yes, their are time for fun too but it is slowly decreasing in frequency ...so, that's when I do write few of my poetry for venting out, for experimenting....more ever just for maintaining a hobby!....

so, friends here's another one , just something different I wanted to show;


They laughed as they speak,
they run within a flick,
they play on those land freely,
won't stop even if it's a bit hilly....
they sought their lungs out,
give raw emotion without a doubt,
they fall but No time to cry,
they reach out rather being shy!!

No one stops them, nor one care,
the whole place is their own, so they dare,
they live for moment, happy to share,
No price being tagged, all are fare...
Day goes so be the night,
time remains still, so their life,
just basic works done, to be alive,
It's all for joy, fun, do they strive.

Yes, the innocence is obvious,
the freedom so infectious,
No worries, no sadness they feel,
It's just not the way, do they deal....
I just watched them, thinking,
envied their life within, though winking,
so free, so much happy, they seems,
all those smile coming out as they beams!!


yes, carefree , joyous , fun ... with worries, stress being none,
I want that life, such carefree world for my own!!

Roomies....

I was just watching the channel V and its new serials Roomies promo, where a gal writing blog about her roommates and friends...so I thought why not write one of mine...

not that I have some extra-ordinary friends but yet they are different in some way!!...we are a bunch of average guys being friend, we talk, play , study and do what you usually see in boys hostel but still each one of my roommates and friends are unique in some way.

First is Himanshu...or papu as his pet name, "papu can't dance sala" still holds good for him but he his good at studies and yes, papu pass to ho jayega..he he. He has got a unique characteristic shouting tendency..whenever we are busy studying, and a pin drop silence in the room...he would just take hold of something, a pillow, a hairbrush, or a bottle and throw it towards us with a shrilling sound like something of a horror show..he he. Again he also use the same sound when he poke us with his finger on back, sides belly...anywhere just to irritate us or disturb us..not that he use it always, it only help us to forget the boredom in our room..otherwise he got a normal sense of mind . Other times when not studying or irritating us, he would just talk in phone with his girlfriend.

Second comes Sambit or we call him Sambha, Suna or anything we want. His speciality is dirtyness...just count them...doesn't wash is cloths, keep them for months in his cupboard or say dustbin..eats Pan masala(Safal), spit from our windows making it little dirty..just opposite of Papu, the most cleanest person in our hostel..(use branded creams, powder, face wash...always maintain and wash his cloths, bedsheets).

Where was I?..yes, Sambha..he is just busy chatting with his girlfriend like a child..(I mean talking like a child)..or in his new Nokia touch screen mobile downloading videos, photos or latest software. Anything thats good about him is his clarity of mind about things we study or general knowledge, software, technical fields, physics...sometimes I think he should have been in IIT rather than Medicals...hmm, anyway for all his dirtiness and talking at night(and taking my sleep off..one thing I hate about him) he has got a good brain...good enough for me to understand the subject or different software available...to watch videos.

Now it comes to me..I am the middle of both of them, neither am I dirty nor I got a sense of cleanliness but the time I have in my room..I am just the average of both of my roommates...my house is near our hostel so every Saturday, Sunday I am off to my home.

So, this much is all I have known about my roommates in my 3 yr of hostel life and yes, I do feel lucky to have them..as I know others in our hostel..I could have the worst!!

last week in college

Hello friends..

hadn't written much these months because of being busy at the college...Its our last month of classes in our college and last week being enjoyed in full swing!!..
We had this interesting concept to enjoy our last weeks of college, where each day we would dress in some cool way, a type of fancy dress and attend the classes!!...

For Monday--> Men in Black...all of the students wear black shirt, pants, black shoes, black googles and some with black caps...

For Tuesday-->Tapori style, wearing dirty/ shiny shirts, googles, chain, knife, handkerchief being tied on the pants, on forehead, wearing small accessories like ear ring, ring over the eyes{obviusly not pierced!!}, thumb rings...for a cool attitude!

For Wednusday--> it was desi/ Odia style....thats kurta and dhoti!!....

For Thusday--> Bathroom style...to attend college wearing towel, vests/ banyans..some also took balti, mug and toothbrush with them!!...and singing...All izz well.....

For Friday--> fancy dress...sadhu baba, raja, women{in Saree}

So all and all we had some fun..though I missed the last two but still we enjoyed the class....our teacher were at first surprised but then its a tradition being held for many years so they didn't say much against it!...

It was funny at first to watch people reaction for us when we went being Tapori and also in bathroom style as they were confused to see medical students in this attire...our classes are little far from our hostel so it was inevitable, the patients, people looked at us bit puzzled and surprised but then, it was all we wanted....

College life is indeed fun though its our last year in the college!

A student's dillema

The poetry being inspired by some true story in our government college, where there are few teachers who just have a double standard while evaluating students, some personal anger, just showing off the knowledge and completely a negative attitude towards the students. In that case what could a student do??...you couldn't blame the teacher right??...just like the concept in "3idiots" !! {just one or two teacher are there...it's not about the others!!}



being sincere, I attended the class..
with much patience I listened..
not to say I studied too hard,
yet the result was not in my card!!

I was not brilliant, not half bad,
just in average, being rated as lad,
but why today my results are bad,
what made the teacher to be so mad??

never seen a person so filled with ego,
testing our knowledge..or just showing off??
we were just new..mistakes inevitable,
yet he expects..in each answers we are able!!

discouraging from the start...smirk on the face,
he says--"you don't know anything"
how could we replying with his fear on mind,
and the weaker just getting blackout!!

In contrast was another..so student friendly,
making us relaxing, bringing answers out of mind,
happy we could but brooding for the other,
how does it feel...to be fail for no reason!!

while you study and some have fun,
but they pass for no reason,
different the teacher, in equal the marks,
while you failed, they get passed.

yes, a student dilemma it is,
couldn't protest to the teacher.,
as the world see the fault in the student,
what if the wrong being on the other side???

show me what you got?

show me what you got?

attitude of a tiger,
bullying all your life,
partying up at night,
bunking all your days.
making hype of your talent,
making followers as you go...
no more of such hypocrisy..
show me what you got?

and you fellow, you introvert,
or a loser as they call you..
what make you fear, why so shy,
being popular is no talent!!
you are good...you got heart,
not in million will they find,
nor they be happy and kind..don't stop,
show me what you got?

and all of us...I demand more,
don't be a spectater here,
why are you just getting entertained,
don't you have guts to face the world?
don't back off..there's no way,
join up but be alone here,
as you will have to face it...I am watching,
show me what you got?