I met Life !

Unseen and Unfelt, 

Your known absence.
All through the years,
Filled with your presence.

An unshared glimpse,
You watched... I wondered.
In the deepest minds,
I watched...you pondered.

I breathed everytime,

You opened my world,

I lived everytime, 
Me you pearled.

A welcome to life,

You were.

My hope in despair, 

You were.

To make a smile,

To make a cheer.

I cherish every effort,

You fought my fear.

Words brought us,

Silence reaped apart.

Yet i heard you,

Every time in the blue dart.

Innocence blended, 

So did a heart.
Incompleteness filled I,
The amour felt apart.

Gripped by indifference,

Bounded by ego.
Unanswered by questions, 
I let you go.

Speechless emotions,

Unsaid and Untold.

Seen glances,

I saw you though.

In the quest,

To remember me.

At every walk of life,

I treasured you.

To,

The Master of Words.

I met Life,

When I met you.

Princess !

I was born with a princess,

A princess, by my side.

Her little hands that, were eager to fondle,

For the Princess was now bestowed upon with an angel.

The Princess conferred the angel, “The cutest girl in the world !”,

Her little hands all along, with hands that rocked the cradle.

Merrily she played with a toddler I was then,

Extended her hand as I tumbled time and again.

She accompanied me to school,

As I firmly grasped her hand.

So soft and gentle yet little it was then,

The angelic eyes, that looked upon her time and again.

Simple is she, beautiful is she.

Innocent is she, with ideas so determined.

Gentle is she, with a conviction so strong.

Humble is she, with power to conquer everything that came along.

Her dreams so powerful,

She fulfilled them all.

Her ambitions so vibrant,

She treasured them all.

The angel loved her eternally,

From her lame fights to mighty chidings awhile,

For at the end of the day,

The angel would long to make her smile.

The princess shared her heart with the angel,

The angel treasured it so long.

And the merry tales, that the princess shared,

The angel fondly heard them all !

One day,

The fairy moved her magic wand,

Galloping his way amidst oceans, winds and lands.

He knocked the door of the Princess,

A Prince he was, from a far distant land !

On his arrival,

The angel cheered, the angel sighed.

For now it meant, the princess being away from her.

But,

The princess’s countenance sparkled,

Her pretty eyes twinkled.

The angel felt her eternal joy,

In her cheer, she penned down a jingle.

The blissful day dawned,

The Prince became the king,

The Princess being his Queen,

The angel decked by her side.

Amidst the garlands, festive pomp and decked decor,

The King & the Queen exchanged wedding rings !

Flowers showered from heaven and earth,

Best wishes and blessings ushered in,

The King took strides with his Queen,

Amidst, the heavenly chanting.

As they exchanged the holy vows,

The angel looked upon the Princess,

Charmed by her happiness,

She marred the tear in her angelic eye.

 At every walk of her life, forever and now,

The benevolent Prince stood by her side.

He promised to take care of the Princess,

The holy vows, that he cherished to abide !

As the Princess turned to the angel,

The angel twinkled with a glittering smile.

With mystic feelings, that would forever last,

The angel sought pardon and forgiveness,

For any hurt or past.

As the angel bid her farewell,

To the most beautiful one, ever been to her.

With a promise to cherish,

The very way of life learnt from her.

Today,

As she makes way ,

through the skies with the Prince.

May their lives be the most beautiful one as it may ever seem,
In their kingdom of dreams !

By My Side !

By My Side :)

The darkest hour,
A moment's lour,
Bitten by a hoard of fear,
I found you with a light,
Each time,
By my side.

A tear that dropped,
That you held in your fist,
With a belief,
That i was much stronger,
Than i was ought to be,
In my eye,
By my side.
                                                                                 

A friend or a foe,
Anyone that came with a blow,
Your belief in my despair,
That i could stand them all,
With you standing by,
By my side.

Our happiness doubled,
Our sadness halved,
With just an illusion of voice,
With coincident turnings,
To find you,
By my side.

Our lame fights,
With not much might,
Our unconditional bonding,
Without a taint of the past,
Brought back you to me,
By my side.

Your serene presence,
In every absence,
Unseen and Unheard,
For just "being there",
Is all about being,
By "Our" sides !

Memory Lane....

Let's walk past the past... 

Because  probably we never know time flies so fast.

Memory lane...

Your first joyride of walking at every one's awe...

No sooner running with all the might...

Every selfless run amidst the bushes...

With a still to be felt fear of being caught...

Your tiny hands that pushed your tiny fellow partner...

Your out of the world smile shining bright even with gums...

Colors and fantasies that painted your imagination.

As you Proceed...

Smell of the wet mud of the very first rain...

Quenching it's thirst along with yours...
Your tiny boats that floated merrily...

Epitomizing your Happiness...

Scold of your mum every time you sneezed !!

Every giggle that rings your mind...
Warmth & Love of every handshake you still feel in your hands..
Its tight clinch yet so gentle ..
Every meeting of an eye that spoke yet said nothing..
Every song that would come to you..

At the spur of the moment with an untold story..
A probable uncertainty of meeting again.

 

Every smile that makes not just your day..but days!!
A memory ensures your past isn't a past anymore.. 

You live it in your very present..
Yes you do..
So are you right now..!!

 

A memory has the power to live your past..
Bring alive the very moment you feel doesn't last..
An unpleasant one with a tear.. 

A wonderful one with a smile..

And the time doesn't pass..nor does it flow !
It just stops... when you pass by the memory lane...!
So go there find your memory lane..
Live the very moment that is lived again !

With Angels and Terms.........

we fly with no limits !

At the stroke of Sunday Morning 8.00 am when all the workaholics sleep we chartered aspirants awake to Financial Management, Advanced Management Accounting and Operational Research .Kindly Note Financial Reporting to Follow.

A moment comes but not so rarely (I mean often...) when we step out from our drowsy realm to numbers with impeccable standard deviations.

With the poor CT 500’s hardest hit and the numbers pumping at a very instance, you can hear at times multiple fingers tapping the poor keys,which would surely complain in its autobiography with the tapping sounds wide.

And with the pages exhausting at every moment, also the pens are not supposed to ditch you half way, or else you may ponder in your neighbor's page, who might be a bigger tortoise one can ever imagine, such that when you think you are the fastest the tortoise might have already won the race!.

Such "Stalwarts" might land up next to you, such that you might start doubting your capability skills, which landed you here after months of incessant tryst with the books, probably this, should be nowhere near your realm of imagination.

Let me illustrate….

Today my privileged neighbor (I don’t know the name) probably scribbled in and out with all artistic facets, when we were probably obliged to stretch the very domain of our thoughts to the crux of the problem. To no one’s wonder her expression remained blank throughout the lecture…neither did she ever staunchly support the “Please Sir..!!!” summons, that ring in everyone’s hard core frustration stretched to the maximum. Sometimes I wondered how did she pass???....Absolutely Blank….Probably that’s how Einstein Evolved.!

With the Five-Hour Full Fledged Dose that out of all your wonderful imaginations, brings you back to reality, one thing that makes it feel like to be not so a doser is “Friends”!

At such times it works really apt probably, we nurtured it in our kindergarten school, I mention it might also sound kiddish but still...”A friend in need is a friend indeed”.

Come on you need someone who knows you can bear more than a five hour full on doser with giggles, lame jokes on a neighbor, at times even secrets unleashed, and when you know sms can work full-time to no one’s disturbance. Of course above all to reserve a place away from a person who “shoooos” people talking in class.

“We have to labour and to work, and work hard, to give reality to our dreams”.

Of Course we do labour to dance at our boss’s tune even though we enjoy our own music.

We fight for the every piece of time may it be an early escape from office, an early leave from class even 15 minutes can heave us a sigh of relief, and we go crazy for every lecture that gets cancelled.

As we chartered aspirants await our freedom, to get compensated or made good for our sacrifices of Sunday morning sleep, excess working hours which were snatched from our college lives, for every deadlines we met for our bosses, for syllabi at hand to no one’s mercy, books that weighed even more than our own collective weights, for every bone that complained of being overworked yet we never paid any heed.!

To the Future Chartered Accountants, whose representatives we are await our independence at the dawn of 2012, we will rejoice our freedom even when clouds surround us.

For our independence In all real sense of terms shall await us.. may it be articles, ten hour weekend dosers, financial independence, long dates with the heaviest books one can ever debate, tricky problems that themselves challenge one another, long before we debate on them and all pressures that pull us down.

Above all we will be ready to fly with our wings bonded at the moment and the breeze that will give us momentum, will come with all grace.

With all the achievements that remain not so complete without “Angels called Friends”.

We still make our every moment special much before anything and everything that is, was and will come our way because..……..

We smile still together, we watch movies still together, we still share a glance at one another in a class with toughest issues, we still pass on a hope to surmount every challenge we face each day, we still share our experiences that make us grow many times stronger in our professional lives more than any firm or a BIG 4 could offer!.

Above all we all are happy to be part of one another lives that make it many times more beautiful than it is can ever be …!!!

I love you all my Friends who are part of this Tryst with Destiny with all our goals meeting one day at a day’s dawn..!!

Dedicated to All Future Chartered Accountants with lots of love.

Best Wishes & Love.