A walk on the waves........

This poem is dedicated to a very special friend of mine, who was not only the inspiration but only after whose permission I am publishing this piece.......

Its a small dedication to the dream we pursue..........

Where I walk is a path unknown
What I want is a dream unknown
Harder I try farther it goes
Leaving me wondering all alone
Why The dream I knew has now become unknown
Was it truly mine Or unknown seed sown way before
I wonder whether will I never know my dream which remains unknown
But I trust my god he will take through the path where my dream wont be unknown anymore...

The Truth of Indian Success story............

Well it was Aug 15 , The Independence Day and I was reading how everyone has put there emotions of feeling proud to be an Indian to voicing their discontent at state of politico-socio condition in present day India........but was still struggling to put my feelings in words until I came over this superb, simply awesome article published in Sunday edition of Times of India , about the truth of Indian success story which everyone in world is trying to learn....but its not a story its just one word called JUGAAD.............

This article is written by Mr. SWAMINATHAN S ANKLESARIA AIYAR , under his regular Sunday coloumn of SWAMINOMICS......

Well I am posting adding his article to my post hoping he won't come behind me .... as I am just trying to take his article to more readers around the world..............

SWAMINOMICS....JUGAAD......

Disclaimer: I do not intend in any way to use this article to my benefit including monetary, literary . I just want to highlight one the best Independence Day articles I have ever read

One Day...........

This poem is dedicated to the families of all those soldiers who are fighting somewhere around in this world to keep us safe and to make sure we go along with our day without any fear.......

A small dedication to those brave souls.............

One Day

They looked, they waited......waited till they were dry like a fallen leaf...
they closed with hope of seeing that dream again...
but they never slept in fear of loosing it to a nightmare...........
they have seen the world....but still waiting for.......
they were the most beautiful seas one could ever see.....
but they are waiting in hope, the hope which has taken away the sleep from them......
hope which has kept them looking for those steps......which will come back home one day....
one day when gods will smile and the never forgotten dream will come true............
one day when they will sleep again in no fear of a nightmare.....
one day there will be tears again, the seas will shine again........
one day they will see for whom they have waited....wait which was longer than lifetime.......
one day the hope will stand true.....one day...............

Dreams.............

I cry like a baby with the lost toy,
smile like a kid who just got his favourite ride,
I look up the skies to ask him why,
why he spoiled the little joy for which so long I had cried,
he was quite which is the usual reply,
I don’t know what to make of this shining sky,
is it from the smile which comes from not giving a reply,
or from showing off all of his might,
we call him god , from whom most of us fear
I don’t fear him n I don’t fear to question the life which he steers all the time
n is that the reason I always suffer where I can't even shed a tear or cry....

ohh my lord give me the strength
with which I will ride the life which you steer all the time
and here I become again one of those billions I fear to be one
the Hypocrites who the rule this world where I continue to search for that elusive dream of mine...............
which sometimes I fear that did it ever exist or it's just another dream of mine..............