Thinking hard about life

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life…...

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks(1)
But then why it gives less happiness….

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe
but then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger(2)
But then why there is less hunger…..

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed…..

How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on(3)
But then why there are less places to go on……

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day(4)
But then why its feels like shop is far away…..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package
But then why there are less calls & more messages……

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life.
How it changed…..

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey
But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….

How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop
but then why there is less time to put it on……….

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate
But then why we always feel lonely n miss those frndz.….

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. How it changed……..!!!!!!!!!! !!!

1.not exactly but its okay to exaggerate sometimes...
2. I still prefer samosa with some nice chutney...
3. Oops I cant ride a bike anyway ...
4. I still drink tea with a sphere of smoke in the tea shop next to my office...

I am Thankful

I am thankful:

For Huge number of BHAIYA'S(brothers) as it shows me how easily we can make stong bonds and relationships. My count of brothers is more than my count of friends.

For Sami bhaiya for taking care of me and cooking a nice dinner.

For A sweet little girl for showing me the side of love I've only heard of, as it tells me even if there is no love, there are people who are nice and care for you.
And it also tells me that every person has their own way of loving.

For work, which challenges me each and every day and let me believe that I can do better.

For hope, which tells me there is a better tomorrow.

For the empty window seat in bus, which tells me someone is still watching you, I am not alone.

For the internet, with which I was able to create a world of my own.


To be continued...

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Choose to Love...

I choose to love you in silence
for in my silence I find no rejection.

I choose to love you in my loneliness
for in my loneliness no one owns you but I.

I choose to adore you from a distance
for distance shields us both from pain.

I chose to imprison you in my thoughts
cause in my thoughts, freedom is for me to decide

I choose to kiss you on the wind
for the wind is gentler than my lips.

I choose to hold you only in my dreams
for in my dreams there is no end...