Merry Christmas

Santa Claus and the Christmas Tree Merry Christmas The year is running its last lap, Here comes Santa with red cap. He carries wonderful gifts for us, All children are so curious. This year you will be my new avatar, Said Santa, and spread happiness afar. So here i bring to the kid in you, Happiness,mirth,laughter and gifts too. May this Christmas be like never before, I wish you joys and fun galore. Years later when you remember me, Become a Santa for someone cheerfully. _____________________________________________ Few Other Poems from my collection : Love is TrueDreams I BelieveI ApologizeBeautiful FlowEasy Yet DifficultSun and the MoonA Sales Guy's PerspectiveHappy DeepawaliLove , Sex & DhokhaThanks...

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Faith

That night the sea was fuming with rage and the waves had gone berserk. There stood in the middle of the storm a ship too tiny for the mighty oceans. It seemed that the young Captain was the first one to face god's wrath. His expressions showed reverence and fear for the water gods but there was a strange sense of confidence and resolve. He stood on the bridge not to save his life but to fulfill a duty and show his mettle. This was a strange battle between the mountain and the mole.The winds were picking speed and the sea was becoming choppier. The railings dipped into water and she was tossed like a toy on the sea bed. The waters crossed from one side to another and there was hardly any headway for the vessel. Sensing the eminent peril...

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Flight Journey

I took my first flight at an age of 18 and it was an experience first of its kind. Since then i have lost count of many such journeys .The thrill of ascent , steady flight 9-10 Kms above the sea level, the food just sufficient , the calmness in thoughts, the uncertainty every second and then the relief on the wheels touching the ground. This is what i would encapsulate the whole journey in. My First Flight Journey Many a times in these calm moments my thoughts drifted to my loved ones and i felt so much close to them. It would not be wrong to say that moments like these give us a chance to be true to ourselves and our thoughts. At home when i lie down on my terrace and see the sky above i tend to believe in fables and stories...

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The Monk who sold his Ferrari

Book Reading : The Monk who sold his Ferrari Sunday is the favorite day of the week for me guess so. The day started with 20 minutes run on the track, breakfast and reading 'Sunday Times '. A light nap , some good Table Tennis (TT) lesson by Narendra and then lunch. What is worth mentioning is the evening when i attended a book reading event on "The Monk who sold his Ferrari"  by Robin Sharma . The artistes performing were Dr. Ian Barker and Faishal Rashid and both were excellent in their part.I had read the book 2 years back and after the event ended, all was fresh in my memory again . Those seven principles, the magical fable , the sumo wrestler , the garden, the lighthouse and so many of thought provoking ideas. It was an excellent...

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Dialogue with Self

In past I wrote to raise a silent battle against the circumstances,to put on a piece of paper the sketch of a mind so helpless and so tied . Today when i write the color of my writing is more bright , thoughts more colorful and the need not so pensive. The probable explanation could be a shift in my mindset , a newer approach to see life and a different manner to accept changes. I even write to read these pieces of my mind years later to analyse the short runs of my career. As i live life the impetus would certainly be on evolving and its heartening to know that i am capturing the thoughts that question my conventional behavior. Wisdom is not in knowing all the good things in life it would be knowing how to implement even few of them. The first step in this present evolution is learning...

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Do we need words between us

Do we need words ??? I ask you sweetheart this very basic question.......if you need words to reply; the question remains still unanswered. Was ruminating over my past life and found that there was no special significance of a female and if it was .......it was just an infatuation that faded away as neatly as the strength of it in the beginning.Why do i feel something special when i talk to you .....why your presence makes my heart flutter, why do i wait for you like never before.  Let me reach a time where my existence is because of you, where my thoughts are of you where my life is you. It's not a relationship it is starting of a pure and a beautiful bond.They say love is the most beautiful thing that happened in this world. Am i invited ? Wish you can reply me without word...

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The Rat Race Begins

I wanted to write when i picked up job after a two year stint at IIFT , when the new year arrived with newer hopes , when i celebrated my 27th birthday but the writer in me turned lazy.Anyways here i am still undecided what aspect of myself to portray this time.A milestone has been reached and another chapter of the same book is going to start. Why i feel there is something else that is waiting for me ?? Some shores still where i have never been, acts which i never did, moments that i never lived. Vivek.......this is for sure you are not running this time from the world but yes going in a direction which a sensible , ambitious and career conscious person will choose. I feel i am not running for a dream anymore i am running for a cause larger than me, larger than my life. I always felt the...

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