MY EXPERIENCES, MY IMAGINATION

After 5 posts, again coming back to my favorite topic LOVE... And this blog itself says, and is an imagination which many of the 25 yr singles would be having.. Atleast I have... :P And its just a fun poem carrying the romanticism and naughtiness of love. Hope you all like it. When Love goes through you, They say, you feel everything is new. It seems your problems become few. You feel all the happiness over time that was due. I wish I could feel that love, And I could know who’s my true love. My true love. Don’t think that it’s a joke, I dream us like the key and lock. When we will be together, we shall rock; And about you my queen, I shall always talk. I wish I could feel that love, And I could know who’s my true love. My true love. Besides the snow clad mountains we shall have a home, And after the day's work, to home when we both come. We will always be in each other’s arms, As kissing each other will keep us warm. I wish I coul

Today I encountered a good experience, and my belief on GOD or whatever you call strengthened more. Its true whatever you do, will return back to you because KARMA IS A BITCH... Hope you all like it...  Today morning a wonderful experience I had, Though it felt good, trust me for someone it was bad. But what to do KARMA IS A BITCH, It never leaves till to you a lesson it teach. For every single word you speak that hurts other, One day with interest returns back to you and bother. But I am happy that someone is there, Who is ready to give every human their deserving share. Experiences in past had already made me a believer of God, But today I knew that no human is spared from his sword. The saying is true that, as you sow, so shall you reap; Even in a second the fortunes can flip. Don't hurt someone who's poor due to your present high status, Because even from the mud, someday blooms a lotus. For people who think nothing bad can happen to

Well this post friends is a manifestation of my own thoughts and experiences. The post here says a basic thing. "Every coin has two sides", albeit the story to explain it is a little different. Hope you all like it.. Its little long but usually when emotions are expressed, it takes long. It rained and it rained a lot, I could see a child playing with a paper boat. With no one to ask him not to wet, He was dancing in the rain which many would hate. I always dreamed of drenching myself in the rain, But always stopped thinking of future cough and pain. I saw his eyes lighten up seeing the rain drops, As if he was waiting to play with his hand-made props. Soon after he was accompanied by his sister, And his joy knew no bound as if he was made some minister. Unknowingly before the rain drops they were doing the SRK pose, Even I stopped my scooty and stretched my hands seeing those. I wished I had their innocence and zeal, Even in such a heavy rain,

Friends, as I delivered my registration seminar for Ph. D. today (Ph. D. candidates must be knowing the importance), I am in the 9th cloud to be honest. And this blog is totally my feelings of happiness. It is not appealing like my earlier blogs may be, but its very close to my heart and I will treasure this moment forever. I penned it down within 20 minutes with whatever came to my mind. #TrueFeelings Hope you all like it. Happiness has increased by leaps and bounds, And I am laughing when no one is around. Lips are widening creating dimple on cheek, As my Ph. D. candidature today got a tick. Finally I am one step closer, For getting a degree so major. A lot of hard work goes in the back, Though I was tensed, confidence I didn’t lack. And I felt like I am riding the moon; When my presentation was approved before noon. Finally I am one step closer, For a moment that I will always treasure. I knew that my reputation was at stake, But I knew my work

Thanks all for reading the first part of my memorable experiences at Vizag. Now, presenting all of you the second and last part of this tour. Hope you all like it. Its a continuation from Vizag Diaries - 1.  It was six on a  Sunday  morning and we all woke up, For the second day at Vizag, our excitement was at top. Srinu arrived thirty minutes past seven, And we freshen up quickly, ready to feel the heaven. A cloudy day it was, the weather was little romantic; The clouds floating besides the mountains was a view so fantastic. Our car went up the hill taking sharp turns, And we enjoyed the sight outside and had so much fun. Around two hours it took to reach the place, And the greenery all over made us feel fresh. Visiting two places here was our goal, And the first among them was the Katiki waterfall. Our Innova couldn't go as the road was very rough, A bolero with specially designed tires was hired for the ride so tough. The ride in that vehic

Friends, last week I, with my five friends had gone to vizag to enjoy nature in its purest form and also spend some time away from all the stresses of life. Well, the experience was ecstatic. I have penned down my experiences  but as it was long, so divided the poem into two parts and this is the first part. Hope you all like it. #VIZAGDIARIES1 ... (I have put some pics, that we clicked there) At 1 am was the train and we all were ready, With me, there were Gauti, Kundu, Manu, Krishna and Reddy. An unknown adventure was awaiting us, As to Vizag we had made a plan in rush. After five hours of sleeping in train, Andhra welcomed us by a passing rain. On Saturday morning we reached the town, The station looked beautiful, with random train sound. Our friend, Srinu who belongs to Vizag, Came with an Innova to pick us and our bags. We  freshen  up in his well decorated home, And started our journey for which we had come. At first was the RK beach with its

Happy Rath Yatra and Eid mubarak to all friends. Today I am posting this blog called "BEING HUMAN" just a try to promote the brotherhood among us all and also rise above these small petty issues for which people fight. Hope you all like it. Sometimes I feel my friend, That, I don't belong to this land. Where people kill for difference in cast, And till you have fame love does last. There's no one whom you can trust with open eyes, Coz afterwards you have to hear their blatant lies. Sometimes I feel my friend, That, I don't belong to this land. Children play with fake weapons as toys for fun, And in future we blame terrorists for using gun. We enjoy the fights on the middle of street, But if two people kiss, we take them out and beat. If shout against reservation in jobs is good, Then why bride from other caste depresses parents’ mood? Alas, sometimes I feel my friend, That, I don't belong to this land. Competition