the masks we meet...

He smiled at me,

but looks so uninterested,

and there's another one,

so hollow be the laugh.....

this one seeks sympathy,

but does he really needs,

and then comes she,

with her empty cries!!

Faces it is...

or just the masks to wear,

each emotions so unreal,

just for one's own advantage...

you could feel the difference,

or just a sense of it,

searching for a better part,

deep inside, the soul of it!!

Ego, fear, or plain envy,

we all have it under,

still we want to pretend,

to make our stand better....

early life was so easy,

the stakes not so high,

and we could express so freely,

like pebble in a clear beach!!

Is it too obvious,

or we are getting used to it,

the life taking its own pace,

just have a ride on it......

we too are changing,

situation make us indifferent,

too ready to wear this,

the masks, that we meet!!

Spare a thought...

Hey friends, Another terror strike in the capital, and our government inaction is really making us angry!!
I am sad thinking about what happened to those poor victims who have now lost many things in the peaceful life with no faults of their own?
What was their mistake to face this ordeal of pain....Will the Government admit their fault or just use the same old sympathy and condolence trick to fool the people?? 
Just a small poetry, thinking of a character/ a person who had lost his friend/family in this terror strike and his emotions when some VIPs come and  just give sympathy and save their face!!






Spare a thought,
to see the unseen,
for once a while,
to stand for something better.


we all know it,
yet we don't recognize,
we make an opinion,
but to follow is far too difficult!!


I am tired, disheartened..
weak we have become,
being a mute spectator,
taking action had never been....an option.


I asked, I cried,
why we had been chosen,
what's our mistake,
its the leaders..who hadn't spoken!!


But then what we expect,
fools gotten the fool,
the weak taken the weaker,
allowing  this bloodshed to occur??


how they can't realize?
or they are too blind,
does they know responsibility,
or just know to hide behind!!


I want them to know,
to get the grief I never wanted,
let them face the death, the fear,
the despair, the frustration......


don't give sympathy,
you have lost your credibility,
Now just its a matter of honor,
will you bring it back??
Just Spare a Thought!!

Lost in the symbols...

Lost in the symbols,

hazy it has been,

with all being superficial,

not a logic to be seen....

to ask for my senses,

or just to follow it,

to identify with itself,

or be clearer at the conscious!!

Lost I have been,

or just being immature,

blind not to see,

influenced by the heresy....

had I been casual,

or indifferent in attitude,

to follow customs or rebel,

research it out in my mind!!

Lost yet endeavors,

I had to see,

somethings far more relevant,

than a inherited story....

they had it planned,

hidden in the symbols,

to take us there,

where they had been!!

Lost in symbols,

and they speak to me,

we follow something,

which meant to be...

we criticize, we laugh,

boast off that we are smart,

but if gone deeper, believing....

the truth would have laid out....the teachings!!

symbols it is, we were blind,

to open the curtain, it took time,

I reached there...you will too,

just believe in them.....or get lost, in the symbols!!

Mirror of life

Mirror of life,

reflection of oneself,

truth not being hidden,

no veils nor disguise,

just you from the inside!

agree or disagree,

no denying of this,

realize, you may not....

revelation on your part,

it will be, staring!!

Mirror you see,

its only you,

one is watching,

No escape nor excuse,

just the character of your knowing!

the things you learn,

parts choose to ignore,

memories that evoke,

joy or pain at heart,

this could be, remembrance!!

Mirror that takes,

stand on your perception,

eyes that submerged,

ocean of experiences,

to deep inside...the soul!

to know the ultimate,

achieve your goal,

meditate to oneself,

or be conscious ways,

this would be, yours.......

eternal bliss, liberation within!!

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!!

kya likhu..

kya likhu,

batein kuch tumhari,

batein kuch hamari,

soch anokhi,

ya yadein purani!!

kya likhu,

har baat mein chupi kuch sachai,

kuch achi to kuch buri,

bas tum hum mein hai duriyan,

barna ander to basa hai wahi!!

kya likhu,

bas dhund raha hun sabd,

panktiyan kuch aisi,

bas jo man ko samjhaye,

nahi to dil ko chhu jaye!!

kya likhu,

kuch naya ho to batao,

prasn ke uttar mangbao,

cheeze jo na badle,

rishte kuch naye banbao!!

kya likhu..

So I asked..

Questions, puzzles all around,
as I sat wondering,
answers, logic all confusing,
doubting my own tries.
So I asked...
thoughts that emerge,
things needing explanation,
wanting my time to spare!!

I ask my presence,
the life that I got,
I ask the unimaginable,
so be the God.
the nature be there,
the system we adhere,
the society, the customs,
the relations we so care!!

So I sat on the bench,
alone with myself to be company,
the trees by my side,
and the grasses on my feet.
may be I was daydreaming,
or being engrossed in the thoughts,
time moved on, so the world,
the answers still not come!!

So I asked...
the reasons,the cause,
the moments that lost,
the explanation it brought.
the bench getting wet,
and skin felt cold,
the darkness that followed,
the mind that got blank.

I do have my opinions,
but there's a lot more,
the tryst would come again,
the strife will continue,
but for now I retire,
giving my mind some rest,
emptying the bench, plants below it...
for some new one to take his time!!

So I asked...
is it time,
to return from where I come,
to the world now...where I belong!!

missing my teenager years.....

Down the streets,
along the lanes,
footsteps we took,
fun we had,
the morning jog,
the evening talks,
the days we spent,
and the life we meant.

missing those moments,
or the time I always want,
the life I never had,
of being a teenager!!

Hangout around the stores,
words with a coffee sip,
a visit to the movie hall,
or just a crazy drive....
a hug on early meets,
goes with a moonlight kiss,
the phone calls and the sms,
charmed with the talk so sweet,

missing those moments of first love,
the adventure, the jovial days,
the life that I dream to have,
of being a teenager!!

Everything could be so new,
new be the individuality,
the attitude, assertion,
new being the responsibility,
learning the tricks,
the game of life,
the carelessness,experimentation,
and showing the world what I got.

missing the chances I left,
the opportunities I never got,
the life I had desired for myself,
of being in my teenager years........ : )


** Not the whole view of mine, just a little frustration talking...from my medical years!! :) :)

A day

I was listening to you,
lying on the soft grass,
with your lovely talks,
and some mischievous touch,
getting immersed in my dream.

Fresh with the morning dew,
your face being so charming,
with those sparkling eyes,
and your tenacious tries,
make me forget my things!!

resting under a tree shed,
hiding from the sun rays,
as you were reading the book,
giving your innocent look,
brings the tranquility within me.

the evening does came,
inviting as the sun sets,
for a little time to spend,
sitting on the wooden bench,
just being you and me!!

and so, our eyes met,
waiting a sweet embrace,
we were watching the stars,
with the moon so far,
your head on my shoulder.

so, the day does end,
those moments well spent,
but the night is still there,
and a lot to be shared,
between us....as we were there!!

Go VillAGE

Well friends,

I was just thinking...sometimes, this Patriotic side of mine take over me and then I just think what could be done to save India. When we really think like this we think Corruption, poverty, terrorism, Pakistan, China, Army....and the list goes on. But this time, a different idea took over.

Just think why being the largest in cultivable land, a rich tradition and beautiful places in our country, we lack behind in the world..No one wants to live in the village..and all the migration thing. Why does it happens? because of gross misuse and inaction by us. Every one thinks of making the City world standard..No one thinks the same for the village. A private partnership in such field could do wonders but then our politician only think of Industries and mining in village in the name of private sect er...as this are even if short term..can keep their pockets warm!

So what's a Go VillAGE inc? A multi state or multi village private sector which could promote and develop the Indian Village in a systemic and scientific way...So that the villagers, the private company could benefit from this symbiosis and also serves the Nation. It will also protect the environment. Say organic Farming, village marts and tourism of these villages from those tired City peoples, Water harvesting, Solar power..proper utilisation of Village farm lands, making pond for Fish Farming...these are all plans which need money and only a rich businessman or Government body could do this...In this age of corruption, we can't expect the same from the Government, so public private partnership could do!

A green bank, where the farmers could deposit their lands...means, as farm points depending on the size of land...then they were also given work in their own field and whatever seeds are planted/ harvested were then distributed to the farmers according to the farm points and work points they acquire...it also means work for farmers and steady income. There will also by guarantee of good harvest as the company will do its best by using proper seed, protecting the farm and great harvest due to proper water supply. The land mass will definitely be bigger because I know a lot of land being wasted by village farmers in making boundaries for their small lands ...and there would be No need of boundaries. Land will remain in the name of farmers but they can't withdraw it in between. Just like we do with the money in the bank...like safe deposits!


The company will also renovate the village in such way that it look proper village but with all modern facilities too like electricity, toilets, television. It could make the proper roads..create guest house for tourism purpose..establish small village marts as a market for traditional village goods. To develop Vidyalaya/schools, which teaches everything and create awareness about Indian glorious past...Gurukul system and teaches Indian ethos to children or to the visitors too.

It will also establish Ponds, Animal farms, Fruit trees and recruit village people as workers...The company would sell these products and get the profit....and slowly and steadily the village will develop, It will stop Migration, stop inflation, No farmer deaths...and then there would be more Look Village policy!...And this time not for industrialisation or mining. The villagers don't have to leave their land too!!

These might be dreams but there are lot of Billionaire out there...they they could at least spare a million for this noble cause and to do some business which could actually serve the Nation...What use does buying IPL teams, Foreign hotels?? Anyway just an idea...Hope you like it!!

its the thing they call....LOVE!!

hey friends..

I had never been to something romantic in my poetry's..so, trying a little for that...a new venture, a poetry or lyrics of some song...still trying one..:) :)


its my early days,
a little too far,
and I am waiting for you,
looking out from my car...

the sun rays falling,
to the grass below,
so I hope for me,
just be sitting there with you ...

for those warm touch of your hands,
and the wet kisses on lips,
or just be lying in our bed,
talking in silence with our eyes.

Do I wish too far,
or a little desire,
holding your hand,
hiding you in my heart.

I want to be with you,
to be there for you,
a feel from within,
the thirst of my soul..
its the thing they call....LOVE!

you were tickling me,
or some sweet pokes,
the lips got widen,
as you make a laugh,

the time do stop,
the moments got frozen,
just we, in the world,
and everything got lost.

For those times we spend,
and the embrace in between,
or just chatting of life,
being at peace in mind.

Do I ask for more,
or a little hope,
walking by your side,
in the cold moonlight.


I want to be with you,
to be there for you,
a feel from within,
the thirst of my soul..
its the thing they call....LOVE!!


SO, I am waiting alone,
for the time to come,
to realize all dreams,
to feel the thing they call...Love.

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?