Saturday, January 20, 2007

Work Experience.....

this is a poem that i hav written on the suggestion of a dear frnd, who thought if i write, i shall feel gd abt the issue....so here goes!!!

Work Experience.....
fight with ur family...
argue with ur frnds...
n end up gettin a job in another city!
that moment of triumph...
brings a teary shine into proud eyes!
on the appointed day...
wait for 4 hrs....clueless abt ur mentor!
the wonderful start....startles reality!!
for things in life arent designed to b that gd!
it slowly, thru time, dawns on u...
the rosy dream has come to an end!
the curriculum is a far fetched dream..
seeming : "the bigger the better blooper"!
for only later wld u realize...
ur burried!
all those praise words disappear
as u enter the peak of ur curve!
knowledge is imparted in abundance to u...
bt the sorrow of ur heart keeps u occupied!
there comes a stand still
where in ur brains hav run out of fuel!
u stand like a dumpster...
as if an elementary school kid!
everything goes over the top...
n all those promises disappear into thin air!
though the phase u knw is temporary...
u cry aloud to be spared!
quiting is for loosers- U recall
u take the chance n take it up ur stride!
just as predicted...u manage thru...
n emerge with "Pass"!
now, is whn the tide turns...
u rule the game beatin evrybdy left, rite n center!
long hour discussions r made....
to decide: "To b ot not to b"
the mind again is left alone to b confused..
whn asked the in all experience!
to b frank it wasnt all that bad....
bt the blurps were too loud!
an unstable atmosphere...
though i managed to create smiles!
this experience somewhere told me...
dont think where ppl dont hav brains!
but as its said...even if u win the rat race...
u still r a rat!
i dont wanna b that rat...
which doesnt hav its own rattle!
all life long i had waited for an opportunity...
to knw wht im worth!
funny enuf, none n neither of us cld find out
evn after doing all that donkey's wrk!
an uncertain future again says "hi!"
for wht have i done n wht to do...is still the ques!


Friday, January 19, 2007

My Past Mirror....

often whn i look arnd in public places...i c ppl rather gals who seem to b my past's mirror!their appearance may b different, as in they may b short or stout...! wht i am reminded really is frm their way of dressing! it may b coz of being a designer, clothes strike me first!
but believe me...many a times I c gals who look like my "Christmas past"! being clad in a typical salwaar kameez...a sweater n may b a shawl...with thick frame glasses..n a pony tail...with that pony tail replaced with a plait... it wld hav bn me!!!!
for im frm a typical south indian family...n thats how i was!
Im sure those who hav seen me now can imagine me then! a major part of life has bn that ways...with this present time eligible to b termed a revolution!
those girls for sure remind me of times whn i was seldom allowed to wear westerns!n that style of wearing a pair of narrow cut jeans [they were "in" then!] with hip length shirts n later tops! only after my second year did i discover that long awaited sense of style n well though not too good...am quite better off today!
these lovely girls remind me every now n then of my journey...may b just to make sure, I DON'T FORGET MY PAST!!