The Verdict

On my way to work watching the depressing traffic and the never ending commando lights I’m half tired and real angry when I get here. Then there’s the depressing thoughts of whether to register for the March batch of an MBA programme of a known institute or whether to wait till September for APIIT to start theirs. Either decision has its own goods and evils just like all matters. However I am forced to drag my consciousness into the following issue.

At the end of the day what really matters?

The knowledge from or the recognition of an MBA?

If the former is true then why bother doing an MBA at all coz I can get that knowledge anyway with time. However I believe that standardized educational procedures are important until you get established.

I never wanted to do a business degree because I thought and still think that business is more or less common sense. However technical education needs some kind of formal training. And the final issue is that these so called very important and highly needed technical skills lose their significance as you go up the organizational hierarchy. It is business, social and soft skills that take the upper hand.
But hello? You still need em to get started?

Whatever the issue rounds up to be, the final decision is that the decision is not final! And here we go again.

Free me

Dedicated to all the people who just want to be themselves!

Yesterday's dreams
Today’s ashes
Yesterday's flowers
Today’s soil
Yesterday's love
Today’s sorrow

I’m tied onto this place, chains wrapping my feet
Darkness tormenting, piercing fear
Restrictions, boundaries, limits are all I see
From this imprisonment
I wanna break free
and run away
And do the things I really wanna do

I use to be the one that made people laugh
The one that gave the dying hope and the beggar food
The class clown and the lovable child
The humour and poetry
The cheer and the smiles

I lost it all
And somewhere…
I lost myself

It came like water
and it left like the wind
Why is this happening?
When have I sinned?

I want to go back to that life
Where being naughty really didn’t matter
Where I didn’t have to be the one to set the examples
Where I need not have been a goody goody
Where I could have been myself

My true self

Find me wherever you are
Come back
And complete me….
Waiting for the rest of me
Will it ever be?

A tale of friends and foes….

I remember how we used to sit in the syndicate rooms after lectures
Discussing and constructively arguing about modules and assignments
I was impressed by your brilliant ideas
And I thought there was a lot we could learn from each other
In fact I was even wondering why we took so long to make friends
And I thought I’ll be always there to help you when you needed me

So we graduated and you went your way and I went mine
And we met again
And I was glad to be homed by your generous friendship
I thought time was all that kept us apart
And I thought that you were still you

Surprised and let down
You were such a disappointment
You were not you anymore
What changed you dear girl?
Why is your heart so black now?
You never smile… You never talk?
Have I wronged you?
If so how?

I know now, that it is not the brilliance of your mind that kept me with you…
But the goodness of your heart
And now your heart has changed
And distanced us both
I am not a perfect person and so aren’t you
But I pray that you will come back someday
As your good old self
And that we shall find each other again

Dedicated to who once was “friend”

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I did not look at the clothes you were wearing
Nor at the capacity of your mind
I did not look at your conservative nature
Or the things you were not good at doing
I looked at you….
Your soul and your heart
And the treasure cave you possessed
How you stood so faithfully by me
When I was alone
Sunning me with your laughter
Soaking me in your tears
Listening to my dry jokes
Putting up with my silly nature

While the world cheered at your singing
And some laughed at your style
You stood there strong against all hurricanes that life brought you
You were “you” and I always want you to be you

But today my friend
I take the risk of sacrificing our bond
As I have to tell you
What I have to say
Sometimes we need to change for the world
For our own benefit
And often though we do not see any good
Other than pleasing everyone other than yourself
There’s a good future that we owe to ones who love us
A dream that’s not ours alone…
An in doing so we sometimes need to sacrifice
Our own wishes
Hard as it may be….

I may not believe in this myself though I tell you
But sometimes you just have to
some day i hope we understand

With you on your way to wherever you may go…

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You showed be my example
And not by words
I remember our first meeting
I refused to shake hands
And you were not surprised

You listened to my troubles
and told me what exactly to do
You shared my work
And you made my days a little brighter
And my burden a little lighter

Your care and your courage
Strengthened my mind
Your innocent blue eyes
And your humble smile
God is such a good creator
You make me realize

And as you cross the oceans
And find your native land
I will be here with memories of a sweet old friend
So unbelievably honest and faithful
I shall never forget
Thank you for ever so much
For teaching me things
I thought I knew...

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I advised you not to
But you listened to me not
You got yourself into trouble
And you regret it now

About the past I do not want to talk
Trouble at work, Trouble in your home
It hurts me to say the mean words –
“You brought in on yourself”

I was trying to be understanding
But then I had it
You mislead me into your wild ideas
And you trapped my innocent soul

An iterative mistake is not forgivable
And I give up on you
All I can do is pray
That someday you will see what I meant
And I only hope
That day – it will not be too late

To someone I totally lost contact with