January 12, 2009


A step down the memory lane,

dark but had a mark.

hope i dont have to step it again,

but glad it came up in my way.

All the worse started,

When someone had a peep into my world,

With an eye of care,

Instead found the devil inside my skin.

Anger and irritation at the surface,

Shame and stain at my doorstep,

Unable to face the outside,

Shut myself inside my own shell...

But only few nights to go,

For the dawn to come..

And when the sun finally did rise,

The shine had so much glare,

Which my eyes could hardly bare..

I still remember, not cherish,

The judgement day of a self-trial..

The day when i burnt the memry pages,

along with the evil base,

And swept the whole stage,

with no dirt at the slightest trace.

In life, choices dont come in single and the ultimate choice which we decide upon, not only makes a turn in life, but also, opens up a new view that broadens our mind and builds our character.

And the most difficult decision is done when emotions are set as alternatives.

Saint is not my attire,

Preaching is not my action,

but as long as my world exists,

Purity remains a passion.

In this cycle of life,

Evil horns and vampire teeth do pop up at times,

But then, perfection is not my plan,

I jus live, and never fail to learn..

January 2, 2009


In this material world,

as the search for worthless treasures continue..

in the middle of all stress and strains,

the smallest of joys go unnoticed..

Less maybe the real time we spent together,

rare maybe the marks that had our name..

and the more we get to know each other,

the more clear is the fact of us being not the same..

The bond may not be intense..

the presence may not be felt..

But all the above keys fade off,

once i am reminded of the moments you were there..

I may not say that you make me win,

but you always see to it that i dont lose..

You never do preach or counsel..

but my learning process never seem to end..

neither formal nor too informal,

you still make a great friend..

I wont count on destiny,

and worst things do happen

that might drift us far apart..

False promises die,

but true memories do live..

After years when i turn back,

i can never fail to notice,

not the milestones i crossed,

but the moments you made..

As we consider mutually,

"thank you" being a formal word..

this is for you especially,

a simple ode to a priceless friend..

this is dedicated to a special friend of mine who makes the slightest difference to this mundane life..

To u, "spikey"[the southpark fan:)],who teaches the reality from the virtual world.. :)