Hope

Why do we hope for things for which we are sure that we won't have them. What is the factor which keeps us going, why do we hope that we will be able to defy odds and come out with flying colors in the end.

       

In motion picture "Harry Potter" there is a sequence in which Harry introspects why is he fighting against the Voldemort and then answers; because it is something worth fighting for, so sometimes we fight because somethings are worth fighting or worth dying for.

Hope is something which keeps one going, rising up each day and continuing the fight. At the same time hope is also something which can make you the greatest fool alive, because in the hope that one day you will achieve what you want you may do things which you wouldn't have done in case you have thought about the situation in a logical way. So hope in a way kills the logical you, Still they say that a person doesn't die when he actually dies; he dies when he looses the hope that he is going to live, once the hope is gone it means he has accepted death before it actually arrives that's like loosing a battle without fighting. Yes there is always a limit to what you can hope, I for myself can say that I hope too much and in order to achieve what I hope, I act pretty less and that leads to lot of depression and sadness, but the joy when what you hoped comes true is the greatest joy you can experience in your life, although i haven't had much of the success with my hopes but that can't stop me from hoping again and again and agian. I will end this with the following lines:

To love is to hope being loved in return, To try is to hope success and To hope is to risk pain but we do hope because the greatest hazard of life is to hope nothing.

aaj bhi hain pakde umeed ki dori, don't loose hope is the moral of the story

Believe in him

When the days become dark and dull,

You can’t focus your mind on anything,

It wanders; like a ship without hull.

And you can’t stop feeling,

That sea of sorrows will follow this lull.

When there is nothing in life you can vaunt,

With disappointment and failures your life is marred,

Praise from others feels like a taunt,

And even after trying so hard,

You can’t get what you want.

Hold your hands; go on your knees,

Prayer is simplest of all the tasks,

You don’t have to say please;

Be true and pure, that’s all he asks,

And believe in him because he sees.

Bitter truth of Life

Even if in worldly matters you have shone,

To everyone around, you are known,

How to live your life to fullest,

To thousands you may have shown,

But the bitter truth is, that life comes to an end all alone.

When the judgment day arrives;

The day you will reap what you have sown,

The day you die and turn into a stone,

You won’t find anyone listening to your painful groan,

Because the bitter truth is, that life comes to an end all alone.

Your mind is so feeble; to fallacies it is prone,

One can’t take with him the things he own,

Still you are greedy for them like a dog yearning a bone,

You will regret this after time has flown,

In a moment your unfulfilled dreams will be blown,

And you will realize

The bitter truth, that life comes to an end all alone.

Point of view

                                                      

I just presented my point of view,
And I regret the attention it drew
Although it was a personal opinion,
But not which could be one in a million,

Competition was really cut-throat,

And I was made the perfect scapegoat,

It felt as if I have been convicted in a trial,

Perhaps my point was too versatile,

Why me? I thought in my mind,

May be some mistakes for which I’m being fined,
As I left them with no other choice,
Couldn’t back out or raise my voice,

Everyone tried to reach out for me,

Even God couldn’t help me to flea,

I was made responsible for everything,

Like they were my subjects and I was their king,

Oh I should have started by writing this,

I was asked to organize a party which i wanted to miss,
I just presented my point of view,
And I regret the attention it drew.

My time to Bat

“Sun was soaring high in the sky, It was a pretty sunny day compared to February standards and I was fielding near the boundary. And to my utmost bad luck most of the batsmen today were hitting the ball towards me, I was really tired with all the running which I had to do to fetch the ball, it felt as if only I was present in the field. Twelve out of the fifteen overs of the innings were complete and I was eagerly waiting for last three to finish so that I can bat. It is not that I hate fielding; I just enjoy batting more than anything else. Finally 15th over came to an end and I was ready to bat. 

But few things appeared out of place to me:
-    I was playing cricket in my college with college mates even though I haven’t been to college in months.
-    Playground was of dimensions that are comparable to real cricket field, so although the ground was meant to be in college it wasn’t like my college ground where anything hit uppishly on the leg-side means you will be out as ball goes into hostel.
-    I was fielding marvelously to my surprise, I was catching, my throws were hitting the stumps as if I was not me but Johnty Rhodes.
-    We were playing with proper cricket equipment,like pads and helmets.

Still nothing could take me away from the proceedings  and I was ready to bat and hit some sixes.  As the bowler was about to deliver the ball my phone started ringing but I wasn’t able to find it. Strangely the bowler just stopped in his run-up, everyone around me became still like a statue, my room-mate was mumbling something like"your phone is ringing" to me, I felt as if I am lying down on the ground and in all this confusion, suddenly I realized that I was dreaming and it was alarm on my phone that is ringing!!! Its 7.30 AM. I tried a lot to go back to sleep and complete my dream but to my utter disappointment I couldn’t. I hate it when this happens in real life so no question why I shouldn’t be pissed when this happened in dreamland, I fielded for 15 overs and when I got the chance to bat, I wasn’t allowed to."

This is how the life is turning out be nowadays; I have to do things which I don’t enjoy doing and seldom get chance to do what I want to.

P.S: I felt tired the whole day, seriously my legs were in pain due to all the running which i had to do.

Blah Blah Blah

Finally I am back to writing again, I feel this is the only thing that lets my frustrations come out and makes me feel better.

At this juncture of my life I am pretty confused, I don’t know what I am going to do in next 3 years, where am I going to be, I am not happy with my job right now and that’s not the worst part. I feel no one is happy with theirs but thing with me is that I don’t know why I am not happy with it. The more time I will spend in this job the more difficult it will be for me to leave it.

Job is also not the only thing I hate, I am fed up with this so called millennium city, I want to work somewhere else, and there is absolutely no chance I can do so if I continue this job of mine. I want a change of profession but I am afraid of taking the risqué.

Shall I import all posts from previous Blog to this one or not, I tried but everything is not importing properly seems some error in the .xml file I am using.

World cup is round the corner and as always I am wishing India wins it with Tendulkar being the man of the tournament.

You are so Special

This one is specially written for my dearest sister.

You are so special, I should let you know,

For me its not something difficult to bestow,

With your sweet smile and angelic glow,

You surely are someone whom I should follow.

You are someone who is my best friend,

My sweetest sis, my closest confidant,

For any advice I need, on you I depend,

because I know, you are that competent.

Tears in your eyes is what i hate,

Always due to, mistakes I make,

I know I am stupid, matters I complicate,

This relation not something we can forsake.

Its the Child in you which I like the most,

Pampering you, is something I can boast,

When you talk too fast, go out of breath almost,

Memories such as this, I like foremost.

You are so special, I should let you know,

For me its not something difficult to bestow,

With your sweet smile and angelic glow,

You surely are someone whom I should follow.

--Skywalker