Childhood:A wonderful phase

I want that one day from my past
When I was just a kid
Who acted cute and stupid
I want that one day,
which has swept away so, so fast

That one day,
When it rained and
I could breath the pleasant smell of soil
Feel the rain drops in my mouth,
and observed the fresh grass turning like a coil

That one day,
When tree tops seemed higher than sun
and innocence overpowered all other emotions
When the day started, playing with friends
and curled in mother's lap it ends

That one day,
When I feared the wrath of lightening
and enjoyed the sweetness filled fighting
When we didn't stop while running,
even if we fall
and getting a kismibar was so delighting

That one day,
When we defended with the dialogue
"Same to you, back to you at first"
When we waited for Sundays
to watch Saktiman and movies on DD1
When being gifted with a toy
was the reason of immense joy

That one day
When we cried on being scolded
only to forget it the very next day
When games period was most awaited
and so were the holidays

That one day,
When we believed angels and demons to be real
and school a jail that we miss now
When "katti-mithhi" decided a friendship trail
and decisions were made by
"akkad bakkad bambey bow", somehow

I know, I won't get what has passed
and even the memories seems washed
The memories that makes our lips stretch for a smile
even if its just for a while
But, I'll get my childhood back, I believe
By feeling every moment, that I'll now live...
By feeling every moment, that I'll now live...

Engineering: A myth unearthed

We say we got to be a B.tech
We say we gonna take over the world
Oh please don't lie for GOD's sake
Oh please stop getting lured

We come here as immature buds
We come to knowledge hubs
We come for an advanced technology
We come with a challenging psychology

The journey begin,the college starts
The lectures begin, the bunking starts
As boring teachers descend to enhance our performance
Our motive changes from
Perfect Engineer to adequate attendance

Holidays are holidays and,
College days turns into bunks
Proxy becomes a trend and,
So does daily outings with friends
But if your director is Seetha lakshmi mam
Kindly quit this game

Number of girls tends to zero
The biggest setback to every hero
Lucky are those to get a girlfriend
Lucky are those to get good friends

For all hostelites,
Poor food is their biggest plight
Marred by mother's absence
They indulge in all sort of nuisance

With internals in sight,
Assignment is copied
Teachers are flattered and deceived
The situation becomes tight

1st sessional teaches us
How to skip 2nd and third
Helps us to hone our skills of cheating
Its a learning phase,
Some get caught and take a beating

Semester dates are announced
Notes are exchanged
2nd hand books are brought
As we prepare for war to be fought

We become religious,
And everything else depends on fate
The will to succeed is furious
As we await a lucky change in exam date

Target changes from 70 plus to all clear
UPTU becomes God & SRM the temple of fear
Lucky are those to have no backs
Lucky are those to pass with no set backs
For others, relax, ,carry overs are there
To enhance your track

Campus placement is a myth
A degree is all to leave with
8 semesters pass with memories not so bad,
And this is how Engineers are made....

Life of a Mother: Ups and Downs

Yes it pains
But she keeps him in her womb
Yes she gains
A naughty little bomb.

He cries as he sees this world
She is jubilant and excited
He lies in her lap, curled
She is joyous because her world is enlightened.

Her child becomes her life
He is all she thinks of, throughout the day
Her child becomes the twinkle of her eye
He is all she wanna talk to and play

Yep she loves him like hell
That she can proudly yell
The days pass...
The baby grows...
But her affection remains constant
At each and every instant
And it shows.

She may scold, she may shout
But she adores him without any doubt
Despite all the troubles, the baby gave
For a Mother, her child is always suave

She cries when he leaves for college
She misses her child's presence
She may still live, but
She had lost her life's essance

The vacations are moment to cherish
Her days of separation are finally gone
Her happiness is so much kidd-ish
As a Mother reunites with her son. 

Soon its time to leave

Time to bid an emotional adieu

This time son separates for job

Yet again she misses her child's presence

And all she could is silently sob

House is decorated, atmosphere rejuvenated

Her child is back, this time for marriage

The couple ascend, the rituals begun

She bless them with a smile on her wrinkled face

Her boy is now a busy man

He even shouts on her, for his wife

It burns her with pain

but to wince with it, is all she can

She had grown old she had grown weak

As she lies in her bed, memories revolve in her head

some makes her happy, some makes her sad

In these last moments, she misses his dad

She is frail, she is hospitalised

She knows, she is gonna die

She wanted her child by her side

But he is out of country for a joyful ride.

It pains to realise

That she had lost her importance to his wife

But even in her last moments before demise

She wishes her child a prosperous life

And sadly she dies....

And sadly she dies....

Life of a Student

Study is what a mother says
Study is what a boy fears
Book is all he had seen
Mugging up is all he had done

Amidst the gloomy days of his life
'Result Days'had been the worst strife
the troubles he had as a kid
has continued through his college deeds

Twelve years passed excluding the nursery days
College life comes to him as a new phase
FOUR more years to pass
Bulky syllabus and timely Exams to harass

He made friends,friends for life
The friends who blossomed his life
He was a happy guy once again
A guy with smiling face and no pain

Fearing the consequence,he fell for a girl
Twas a new beginning,something new to unfurl
both were each other's perfect choice
Twas time to celebrate and rejoice

Alas,four years passed like twelve had gone
Twas time to separate,time to depart
some had dull face but he had grown
but,there was a twist in tale
as he cried like hell

Destiny awaits,stll years to pass
Many challenges to face and
again a 'Bleak World' to harass........

Exams' tension!!

Doomed by Results!!

MSD: A True Leader, My Inspiration

A small town boy from a middle class family of Ranchi rose to become the face of the nation, cricketing world and countless brands alike. He was unfortunate to be run out on debut. His arrival was marked by 183* against Sri Lanka. Probably a year later he was sent to South Africa captaining an inexperienced and young Indian squad as Sachin and Rahul Dravid pulled out, to do what for others would have been an utter surprise, a herculean task. Just as we saw (now defamed) S.Shreesanth gulping down the the reverse scoop from Misbah in the third man region, he became the toast of the nation, winning the inaugural World cup T20. Country was frenzied in a diwali like celebration. It was Mahi's, as he is commonly referred to, first taste of success at the highest level. There were more to come, many more. His rise to the top was phenomenal and I thank his school coach who asked him to shift from goalkeeper to wicketkeeper. Who can forget the muscular heave for a six off Nuwan Kulasekara in World cup final that set the nation ablaze, literally.The quick wickets of Sachin and Sehwag forced the cricket worshipping nation to stare at their TV sets with gloom. In came the Ice Man dhoni, the no.7 , with Gautam Gambhir made a solid platform and then took India home as Man of Tournament Yuvraj saw with awe from the other end. But even when everyone from Sachin to Yuvraj to Harbhajan were busy shedding tears of joy rejoicing the victory, shouting, his emotions were in check. Such is his simplicity and ground-to-earth attitude that  he gently plucked out one of the stumps as a memento and smiled contentedly as if it was just another day at work for him.The Champions Trophy heist would still be afresh in everybody's memory. He backs his instinct when others panic and has the ability to bring out the best in someone by trusting them. The choice to give Ishant one more over even when he had gone for a plenty got him two wickets and probably the match and Sir Jadeja's recent form had been testimony to it and examples to swear by. The success story has not been as easy as it seems and was marred by many unpleasant happenings, the recent conflict of interests,the whitewashed series loss to England and Australia, trouble with seniors, a patchy form drawing criticism from all corners,face offs with Sehwag to name a few. But as a leader is expected to,he rose through them all toughened and unscathed, choosing to focus on the events on-field rather than off-field. Captaining India across all the three formats, the finishing skills of this wicketkeeper batsman are unparalleled. His temperament is something to be jealous of, his ability to take challenges head-on and handling pressure, being cool as cucumber in crunch situations, believing in himself and his fellow team mates and not experimenting too much adds to his wonderful leadership skills that forced even cricketing stalwart Sachin to shower praise on him saying, "Dhoni is the best captain I had played under". He is neither flamboyant nor outspoken,known for his passion for bikes(hellcat being the recent addition to his garage and he already owns a bike racing team) and is married to his childhood love Sakshi Dhoni. What impresses me further is the way he made CSK the best and most consistent IPL team over the years with two trophies and reaching quarterfinal everytime and in the process carving out talented personas namely Murali Vijay, Raina, Ashwin, Jadeja and Mohit Sharma. People may call him just lucky but for me he is the Best Leader, Style Icon and a Genius Personality. I hope I could catch up with him someday & tell him, "Hey, you are my star".

All you need to know about me.....

A gaming, gadget & tech freak, an introvert, an ardent reader, a poet(of some sort), a more-than-average photographer, a cricket-CSK-MSD fan, down to earth with an exceptional ability to make you  smile :) (courtesy:a great comic timing) and ofcourse an-engineer-in-making, love writing,hate studying, more of last-day-study-and-pass student (thank God  for that).Neither a genius nor a nerd but an amalgamation of averages,  writing skills being an exception.Life had been a roller coaster ride as it should be because I believe without darkness we can't really feel the importance of light.Hope to make the precious time that you spent reading *Blogging beyond books* worth it......