Acceptance comes from accepting yourself. I accept myself. And that is all that i wish for.
Monday, August 27, 2012
Some way or the other
We'll find a way my dear.
Maybe not as a lover,
But hopefully we shall be near.
Someway or the other,
Life shall be brighter.
Maybe not together,
But hopefully we shall be near.
It is just so to be,
We never let life heal.
Always grappling with pain,
We lose all that we had gained.
If only we could see,
How you belonged to me.
It would only give us strength
For our hearts to mend.
Some way or the other,
In winter or in summer.
We shall smile my dear,
Maybe not together, but we shall still be near.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
An Appetizing recipe of fun
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Apptasting and mouth watering
Nokia has invited us bloggers for exactly that at an event aptly named AppTasting.
The event is about to kick start at The Taj Landsend Mumbai. Looking forward to a great evening with Rajiv Makhni & ace chef Vikas Khanna.
Will update with more details, post the event.
Nokia AppTasting at Taj Lands End |
Sunday, March 25, 2012
I smile I cry
I love I hate
At times I do commit mistakes
I speak I shut up
I stay calm I get perturbed
I see I close my eyes
At times I question the whys
I dance I stay serene
I resist I give in
I write I erase
I try and clear the haze
I fight I make peace
I stand tall I go down on my knees
I am me I am I
And I am just about alive.
Wednesday, February 08, 2012
An ode to Facebook
Before you sleep, before you rise,
Before you do anything, you click like.
When you want to vent, when you want to do an event,
When you want to show your intent, all you do is comment.
When you want to show that you care, or show off your new glare,
When you wish for a teddy bear, you reach out and you share.
It has you hooked, and this is the longest you have stuck to one book,
So why don't you tell us, what do you like about Facebook?
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Life can be a poem
Poetry is not always something that rhymes,
Words that make sense will do just fine.
Even light falling on a dark wall from a window
Can be poetic if you want it to be so.
Or a middle of the night drive on empty streets
Can leave you poetic and complete.
Gazing at the stars through a moving train
Can be poetic and so can falling rain.
All you need is a heart that is ready to blossom
And everything in your life will be a poem.