I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to think before you speak to me!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
my presence ever makes you feel uncomfortable!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to thank me for everything i do for you!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to say sorry for everything
that you don't do!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to ask me for favours!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think i would not be curious to
know your new philosophy of life!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you go by what i say and do not understand
what i don't say!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think that listening to your dreams
would put me to sleep!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think that seeing you in pain, would
not bring a tear to me!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think I do not remember the first time
we met!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you don't see the thousand ways I try to
make you happy!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you don't realise how your smile brightens
up my day!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you would rather keep quiet when you really
wanna talk!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you hesitate to ask me to stay back when
you think we should be together!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you take too much time to tell me what i
mean to you!
Am I Your FRIEND ????
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
Love
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you its only seed
It's the soul afraid of dreaming,
That never learns to dance
And the soul afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance
It's the one, who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
When you feel that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you its only seed
It's the soul afraid of dreaming,
That never learns to dance
And the soul afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance
It's the one, who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying,
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
When you feel that love is only
For the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love
In the spring becomes the rose
Sunday, August 21, 2005
HOLDING HANDS
HOLDING HANDS by H. Suman Dodril
Expectation is the worst and only cause for disappointment;
my once hurt heart felt and even tried to justify it.
Life has so many turns;each turn a life in itself;
Every wrong turn, tougher, grooms in us the fear to turn, to live.
Life is just a bundle of seconds;every second eternity in itself;
we sensibly lose every second, fearing the inevitable a lifetime away.
Like the cliff that conquers the tireless attacks of the ocean;
Like the horizon that never lets the ocean meet the skies;
While we move on..into the dark...in search of light..life..
light moves on..in search of darkness..where it can live...
so does life..never stops searching for the final truth..
Crazy words coming from a lonely heart;when it was lonely;
But now it feels great;b'cos I am not alone;
every step I take;every decision I make;
I am not alone;I am not alone.
Like a shadow, you walk every mile with me;
holding hands,we walk together the path of life.
Like the tiny blip of light at the edge of a tunnel;
You guide me through the eternal darkness that surrounds me;
holding hands,we carve the way for a better life.
Life is just a bubble waiting to explode;
still strong enough to hold the air within;
we move on, holding hands, together...
Life is just a second, we die through it;
death is also just a second;we live through it;
holding hands, we conquer both life and death..
I beg of u a promise, from your heart and soul;
So long as space remains, we shall remain;
holding hands, we shall remain..for eternity.
Never seen your beautiful shadow or smile;
Never heard your words of wisdom or comfort;
Never felt your fingers wiping my tears;
Never..never..never have i understood your presence.
As I near the boundaries of my existence;
holding hands we march towards the final truth.
Untying the knots of life one by one;
my soul reaches out for the final tie with eternity.
Remember the promise, an eternal existence;
together..... holding hands.. together....
Just like death cheats life in the most subtle manner;
the promise is broken, a dead man's wish left dead;
As I lay in my coffin... pushed into an eternal sleep;
I feel alone.. holding hands.. still I feel alone;
My own hands are all I hold..all that I lived with;
all that held me together through life and now death..
My heart and soul..holding hands..rest in peace.......
Expectation is the worst and only cause for disappointment;
my once hurt heart felt and even tried to justify it.
Life has so many turns;each turn a life in itself;
Every wrong turn, tougher, grooms in us the fear to turn, to live.
Life is just a bundle of seconds;every second eternity in itself;
we sensibly lose every second, fearing the inevitable a lifetime away.
Like the cliff that conquers the tireless attacks of the ocean;
Like the horizon that never lets the ocean meet the skies;
While we move on..into the dark...in search of light..life..
light moves on..in search of darkness..where it can live...
so does life..never stops searching for the final truth..
Crazy words coming from a lonely heart;when it was lonely;
But now it feels great;b'cos I am not alone;
every step I take;every decision I make;
I am not alone;I am not alone.
Like a shadow, you walk every mile with me;
holding hands,we walk together the path of life.
Like the tiny blip of light at the edge of a tunnel;
You guide me through the eternal darkness that surrounds me;
holding hands,we carve the way for a better life.
Life is just a bubble waiting to explode;
still strong enough to hold the air within;
we move on, holding hands, together...
Life is just a second, we die through it;
death is also just a second;we live through it;
holding hands, we conquer both life and death..
I beg of u a promise, from your heart and soul;
So long as space remains, we shall remain;
holding hands, we shall remain..for eternity.
Never seen your beautiful shadow or smile;
Never heard your words of wisdom or comfort;
Never felt your fingers wiping my tears;
Never..never..never have i understood your presence.
As I near the boundaries of my existence;
holding hands we march towards the final truth.
Untying the knots of life one by one;
my soul reaches out for the final tie with eternity.
Remember the promise, an eternal existence;
together..... holding hands.. together....
Just like death cheats life in the most subtle manner;
the promise is broken, a dead man's wish left dead;
As I lay in my coffin... pushed into an eternal sleep;
I feel alone.. holding hands.. still I feel alone;
My own hands are all I hold..all that I lived with;
all that held me together through life and now death..
My heart and soul..holding hands..rest in peace.......
Saturday, July 02, 2005
The Road Ahead.....
There was a time, when I was satisfied
There was a time, when everything felt right
But now's the time for me to decide
And i've only got one solution in sight
Don't know where i'm going
But i know it feels right
And though my feelings are showing
I'm not afraid, it's alright
So long, farewell
I've got to go
Be strong, be well
I want you to know
That maybe we'll meet someday
Now the road lies ahead
Yes I'm heading on
But don't miss me when I'm gone
I might find what I seek
And one day I might be back
There was a time, when everything felt right
But now's the time for me to decide
And i've only got one solution in sight
Don't know where i'm going
But i know it feels right
And though my feelings are showing
I'm not afraid, it's alright
So long, farewell
I've got to go
Be strong, be well
I want you to know
That maybe we'll meet someday
Now the road lies ahead
Yes I'm heading on
But don't miss me when I'm gone
I might find what I seek
And one day I might be back
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Gone are the days........but not the memories
Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.
Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
yet Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
Gone are the days
When few rushed at 5:30 to "Conquer"
window seats in our School bus.
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.
Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever.
I hope you went back to your Golden Olden days..........
For a while..........as I DID!!
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
Gone are the days
When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes.
Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays,
yet Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
Gone are the days
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds.
Gone are the days
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
Gone are the days
When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
Gone are the days
When few rushed at 5:30 to "Conquer"
window seats in our School bus.
Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.
Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and Ever.
I hope you went back to your Golden Olden days..........
For a while..........as I DID!!
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
THE TIME IS NOW...
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can Know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
Never will be death between us
And I won't hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it.
Love me now while I can Know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow
Love me now while I am living
Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiselled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
Never will be death between us
And I won't hear you then
So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
Pythagoras - Mathematical definition of Love
My Dear Love,
Yesterday, I was passing by
your rectangular house in trigonometric lane.
There I saw you with your cute circular face,
conical nose and spherical eyes,
standing in your triangular garden.
Before seeing you my heart was a null set,
but when a vector of magnitude (likeness) from your eyes
at a deviation of theta radians
made a tangent to my heart, it differentiated.
My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots,
which only you can solve
by making good binary relation with me.
The cosine of my love for you,
extends to infinity.
I promise that I should not resolve you into partial functions
but if I do so, you can integrate me.
- Pythagoras
Yesterday, I was passing by
your rectangular house in trigonometric lane.
There I saw you with your cute circular face,
conical nose and spherical eyes,
standing in your triangular garden.
Before seeing you my heart was a null set,
but when a vector of magnitude (likeness) from your eyes
at a deviation of theta radians
made a tangent to my heart, it differentiated.
My love for you is a quadratic equation with real roots,
which only you can solve
by making good binary relation with me.
The cosine of my love for you,
extends to infinity.
I promise that I should not resolve you into partial functions
but if I do so, you can integrate me.
- Pythagoras
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