I m less, my boundaries more. I m here, bt life there and i dnt knw where, maybe here. I m on myself bt dnt knw wat i am, maybe i m the best and maybe mad.
I m alone bt in people, maybe i feel, maybe it is. Its a way new story, new everythng.
Way i step, to work as they do, poured hard my strength as they do, and stood as they think they do.
Life tuk the tuffest turns and whom do anyone thinks you do? Applause, at the sights so clear, but cripping blur, a part so dear. Tale of tuffest turns of the trendy teen what shall trek in their trickiest tuffles.
Mastered exploration of the lives in so young, lasting informals, this matters so young!
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
Sunday, 24 June 2012
Maximum Wastage Maximum Shortage: Water War
Water, as we know is the most essential organ of a living life. Life without water is unpredictable and even unimaginable.
Its a matter of fact that those who wastes more have to repent more. So for those people:
Maximum Wastage Maximum Shortage: Water War
The climate is getting hotter these times, and the years were never alike we see these times. Its likely face some common problems related with household chores in the daily routines. The most affecting of all is Water.
You can live without food for some days, but its hard to survive without water for a day or two. Airing above these scientific observations, i would like share mass public psychology who have different views regarding water and its conservation.
Likely, we are to face water related problems in cities. How far a person can bear a life without water?
So, he looks for some remedies to get his thirst quenced. He roams around the area enquiring about the availability of water. If he founds the place, he tries to get sufficient water for him and his family all on the mercy of ' THE WATER LORDS'.
Now, days have passed and near to winters the time is, where he has all the sufficient water to use and 'waste'.
Wait! Why waste?
The man is not even free to turn off the motor to stop water wastage.
He has to watch Tv's and look after his family, what has he to do if he has sufficient or even more to waste?
The thing mainly visualise the theme of this post- Those who waste more, have to repent more.
Time and again, one has to pay for what deeds he is commiting.
Its not like that we dont waste water, but not less than a care about is alive in our heart, and a fear that water will disappear once in a time, and that will be the end of the earth.
Its a matter of fact that those who wastes more have to repent more. So for those people:
Maximum Wastage Maximum Shortage: Water War
The climate is getting hotter these times, and the years were never alike we see these times. Its likely face some common problems related with household chores in the daily routines. The most affecting of all is Water.
You can live without food for some days, but its hard to survive without water for a day or two. Airing above these scientific observations, i would like share mass public psychology who have different views regarding water and its conservation.
Likely, we are to face water related problems in cities. How far a person can bear a life without water?
So, he looks for some remedies to get his thirst quenced. He roams around the area enquiring about the availability of water. If he founds the place, he tries to get sufficient water for him and his family all on the mercy of ' THE WATER LORDS'.
Now, days have passed and near to winters the time is, where he has all the sufficient water to use and 'waste'.
Wait! Why waste?
The man is not even free to turn off the motor to stop water wastage.
He has to watch Tv's and look after his family, what has he to do if he has sufficient or even more to waste?
The thing mainly visualise the theme of this post- Those who waste more, have to repent more.
Time and again, one has to pay for what deeds he is commiting.
Its not like that we dont waste water, but not less than a care about is alive in our heart, and a fear that water will disappear once in a time, and that will be the end of the earth.
Thursday, 21 June 2012
Alive Senses
Wont your eyes, wont your sense may believe, whats on the move Today and Tomorrow.
Things laid your passion down to hide your capability.
Dont be fast, dont be slow, what if you run out of your sense?
Alive minds do react, but with a style that no one other can even ever imagine.
Some points of authority may put them above, maybe because you are to achieve more or less depending on what you do for your passion.
You might feel discarded and set apart, doesnt matter if so. Remember your past and think for your future and strive hard to what you think is the best for you.
You may have perfection in your level, but levels do transit, from high to low and from low to high.
Your aspects may be unanswered and high questioning, never mind, you are your answer and the question and distinction that you put as a challenge in the millions of visions.
You may have lot of time, you may have less of that, remember the distinct prospect you put on you onto which there is nothing to fall down.
You may fall less of strength, you may lay down, may your aims feel closer to you, and your dangers may quick flow away and you are in the deepest of your level motivated by the best of mannerism you can, put your strength on standby and think for a second what you are and what you ought to be, and be nothing else than what you actually could be, and the thing is yours.
Who am i to say all this? I myself have my questions unanswered and unknown to how far the things will continue, but nothing less than a hope that i am in my myself and my own possessions are much more to jump from the deepest of the fall today.
Things laid your passion down to hide your capability.
Dont be fast, dont be slow, what if you run out of your sense?
Alive minds do react, but with a style that no one other can even ever imagine.
Some points of authority may put them above, maybe because you are to achieve more or less depending on what you do for your passion.
You might feel discarded and set apart, doesnt matter if so. Remember your past and think for your future and strive hard to what you think is the best for you.
You may have perfection in your level, but levels do transit, from high to low and from low to high.
Your aspects may be unanswered and high questioning, never mind, you are your answer and the question and distinction that you put as a challenge in the millions of visions.
You may have lot of time, you may have less of that, remember the distinct prospect you put on you onto which there is nothing to fall down.
You may fall less of strength, you may lay down, may your aims feel closer to you, and your dangers may quick flow away and you are in the deepest of your level motivated by the best of mannerism you can, put your strength on standby and think for a second what you are and what you ought to be, and be nothing else than what you actually could be, and the thing is yours.
Who am i to say all this? I myself have my questions unanswered and unknown to how far the things will continue, but nothing less than a hope that i am in my myself and my own possessions are much more to jump from the deepest of the fall today.
Saturday, 16 June 2012
Crimson Dark
Yet blank thoughts before eyes they smile,
And pick the supervenes of ever awile.
Being flank of despair critics all the way long,
And appraise flair of happy voices aloud along.
Crimson dark destiny and disgrace,
Crooked paths and rapt ravines in pace.
To whom to mantle dismay,
Dishearten promises to whom to pray.
Above steps of wonders they glimpsed,
Wet waddle over right regrets they wimped.
Deep aside the merry live,
Up upon the left so specify.
And maple over the dunce attitudes,
Spread thy colours over all altitudes.
And pick the supervenes of ever awile.
Being flank of despair critics all the way long,
And appraise flair of happy voices aloud along.
Crimson dark destiny and disgrace,
Crooked paths and rapt ravines in pace.
To whom to mantle dismay,
Dishearten promises to whom to pray.
Above steps of wonders they glimpsed,
Wet waddle over right regrets they wimped.
Deep aside the merry live,
Up upon the left so specify.
And maple over the dunce attitudes,
Spread thy colours over all altitudes.
Tuesday, 12 June 2012
Evidence, For Sure!
I sometimes stand up, and ask myself - What Else Could Be So Bad?
Where are those professional approaches and where are those mass admiring values and where I myself stand?
Why cant the emotions stop their free flow and why I stand myself to ask such mysterious questions?
Apart from these questions, there is very interesting point to note:- Evidences
Who can pay your evidence when you are strictly in need of your ownself?
Who can make you realise that you are the one who the world needs?
Its a matter of fact that no one provides such evidence.
When you have lost everything, you have nothing to give evidence for, and you feel apart from everything else.
Maybe this has no end but you can make its end possible.
Share ur views about dis.
Where are those professional approaches and where are those mass admiring values and where I myself stand?
Why cant the emotions stop their free flow and why I stand myself to ask such mysterious questions?
Apart from these questions, there is very interesting point to note:- Evidences
Who can pay your evidence when you are strictly in need of your ownself?
Who can make you realise that you are the one who the world needs?
Its a matter of fact that no one provides such evidence.
When you have lost everything, you have nothing to give evidence for, and you feel apart from everything else.
Maybe this has no end but you can make its end possible.
Share ur views about dis.
Friday, 8 June 2012
Distinct
I am with words of simplicity,
And now just with the words of fall.
Waters fall and down the terrains fall,
With wits and courage, with life and knowledge.
Distinct two sides of road, its ends cant meet,
Even through moderate patience and passion.
Distinct two souls of human, its ideals cant meet,
Even through hard work and life discussion.
Bridges of burden, but of thoughts who clear,
The life lines and summary of pasts.
Heights of words, with what they reach,
With starry beliefs but with bloomy stark.
I live with fairy papers of lifeless breath,
Yet they appear surprisingly arrogant.
And now just with the words of fall.
Waters fall and down the terrains fall,
With wits and courage, with life and knowledge.
Distinct two sides of road, its ends cant meet,
Even through moderate patience and passion.
Distinct two souls of human, its ideals cant meet,
Even through hard work and life discussion.
Bridges of burden, but of thoughts who clear,
The life lines and summary of pasts.
Heights of words, with what they reach,
With starry beliefs but with bloomy stark.
I live with fairy papers of lifeless breath,
Yet they appear surprisingly arrogant.
Wednesday, 6 June 2012
Get Your Libraries Done!
We are in a need of a perfect day, where there is everything but quest and crushes might put us down.
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
Where you need a shadow for sometime, you dare to find results and you desire to hike the field, its something that you need to practice hard and you need your perfect days for perfect timing.
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
The FOREMOST thing of all of these, you need to be equipped with knowledge bundle about why to do, how to do and when to do.
Get your libraries done!
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
Suppose someone comes to you and inquires about something to which you fail to reply as an answer, you fail on your whole part.
Gone are the days when intelligency was measured , not counted.
You need to be equipped with whatever type you can.
Maybe the example stated here is not up to mark, but big things do arise from small measures.
Get your libraries done!
Good luck!
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
Where you need a shadow for sometime, you dare to find results and you desire to hike the field, its something that you need to practice hard and you need your perfect days for perfect timing.
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
The FOREMOST thing of all of these, you need to be equipped with knowledge bundle about why to do, how to do and when to do.
Get your libraries done!
Never Mind!
YOU HAVE THE DAYS OF YOUR OWN!
Suppose someone comes to you and inquires about something to which you fail to reply as an answer, you fail on your whole part.
Gone are the days when intelligency was measured , not counted.
You need to be equipped with whatever type you can.
Maybe the example stated here is not up to mark, but big things do arise from small measures.
Get your libraries done!
Good luck!
Monday, 4 June 2012
I Am Back On Pencils
Why???
I am in the search for perfect reasons.
How???
Very difficult to believe in perfect superstitions.
When???
While on the edges of maximum extents, hard to find the names.
Reactions relying on the basis of perfection, on the extents of assurance and stumbled thoughts are flying upon the clouds of breathlessnes, whose words cannot fix in the dictionaries of the whole world.
I am back on pencils, visualising my beautiful past whose times have lost in the dunes of my presence.
Cirles of life opportunities have knocked the doors of my heart and i am ready to go for such little things.
When my 50% was a good try, then why not put lights on the 100%.
Its all worth doing, nothing else...
May it be with an uninteresting end, but its necessary to spill out the poison of everything else...
Mayst i stepover to the dearest of my visions!
I am in the search for perfect reasons.
How???
Very difficult to believe in perfect superstitions.
When???
While on the edges of maximum extents, hard to find the names.
Reactions relying on the basis of perfection, on the extents of assurance and stumbled thoughts are flying upon the clouds of breathlessnes, whose words cannot fix in the dictionaries of the whole world.
I am back on pencils, visualising my beautiful past whose times have lost in the dunes of my presence.
Cirles of life opportunities have knocked the doors of my heart and i am ready to go for such little things.
When my 50% was a good try, then why not put lights on the 100%.
Its all worth doing, nothing else...
May it be with an uninteresting end, but its necessary to spill out the poison of everything else...
Mayst i stepover to the dearest of my visions!
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