The PATH

After many days I have finally found time,
To call it entirely mine.
No phones, no mails,not even undue sleep,
All the time i need and all mine to keep.

I decided to take a stroll,
On a path seldom used before.
I tried to find my goal
I tried to explore my core.

The path was not that easy to transgress,
There were many pitfalls at every step.
But the hardest one of those I guess,
Was that I was all alone and the pitfalls had frightening depth.

It will take sometime for me to get there I know,
Cos people say that I am real slow.
But deep inside the flame still burns,
For until I get there, in my mind the path churns.

For You My Dear Friend..

It is not that easy, neither it is that difficult,
But you have to be sure that you don't insult.
Convention says that to give someone's spirit a lift,
You must take along a gift.


Conventions are boring, I agree,
But there are not many who say this,you see.
For every 9 times out of 10 we meet,
We have a gift to make someone feel sweet.


Likes and dislikes are paramount on our mind,
And we try to be sure that we are amply kind.
Coz convention has again hinted,
That you are remebered with what you have gifted.


My Dear Friend I think I have included all this in ample amount,
And also put in my Creativity, jus to complete the account.
Don't search for my gift anywhere, you will not get any signs,
But if you really want it, My Dear Friend just Read Between the Lines...

[Gift for one of My Dearest Friend, Neha.....with a prayer "that we remain the way we are FOREVER..."]

If and the (Cigarrette) Butt...

I remember the day when it all started,
Though I can't say how I was prompted.
Life changed a bit I agree,
I think it just kinda increased my glee.

Life is a kaliedoscope of Ifs and Buts,
To get through it you need pure guts.
Some questions are not to be answered,but kept,
While some are to be explored in depth.

I say the (Cigarrette) Butt is much kinder than the But,
Atleast it frees you from the rut.
They brand you a SMOKER for life,
But who cares, by now you adore her like your wife.

Don't worry about LIFE as the SMOKE rises,
Here you can enjoy in many guises.
Just keep a watch as the STICK ticks,
Coz the moment the (Cigarrette) Butt is reached, the But Begins.



(dedicated to all those who enjoy life to the fullest not only by LIVING it but by SMOKING it...
SUTTA ROCKS!!!!!!!!)

My Space At MINDSPACE

After all it must come to this,
No one knows what life really is.
I came here with many dreams in mind,
I wish all those days would just rewind.

Here i found new friends and family,
Well I can't think of any other simile.
Here I got ample oppurtunity,
How I wish it would go on till infinity.

But everything has to end sadly,
So that we can welcome tomorrow gladly.
All that remains of this time,
Are distant memories which makes me smile.

I will not say goodbye to u all,
Coz I want to meet you again and I hope you call.
But I would certainly say FAREWELL,MINDSPACE,
Where else I could have found so much space?



(this poem was written as a part of farewell speech for my DEAREST.....MINDSPACE is an archietecture firm in Bangalore.)