Sunday, April 3, 2011

HERE'S A SCREAMING MESSAGE!!!

Sometimes, there is a need for social messages to be told in a rude hard-hitting way!!!

Here's one! A gross poem by me!!




It was an absolute joy ride...
The father and his young son...
The little boy just loved riding pillion with his doting dad...
He stretched his small arms wide and felt the air gushing,
Like he was flying in the sky...
The wind blew and moved a few locks of his hair,
Giving a peek of his innocent eyes...
And the big smile did portray his happiness...
He hugged his father so tight; and
Loved every minute of zipping through the streets...
The man was so happy seeing his son thrilled...
He flew like a lightning and watched his son giggle...
Jumping the colors of signals, watching others look upon,
Oh, how much they loved the ride!
Not for very long, though.
Before something could go wrong...
Soon, joys were killed...
Laughter was faded...
Voices were heard around...
The man saw his son bleed from his head and nose...
He saw the little eyes closing...
Lying in a pool of blood, himself,
He saw a million dreams shatter in a few seconds...
As his little son was losing his breath...
The joy, little giggles and flying so happily,
Seemed very long ago...
The future that he had dreamt for his son had ended...
And as the little hands stretched one last time,
Towards the helpless father, mouthing ‘daddy...’
Sadly, their lives ended...


SPEED KILLS!!!
DRIVE RESPONSIBLE!

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

You would love to get lost into these!!!!

If you want to read some books and you don't know what to read, here are names of some books that I've read and enjoyed!!!


NOVELS THAT I LIKED THE BEST!!

Grew up with these books!!!!
Baby Sitter’s Club series-by Ann M.Martin
Nancy Drew series-by Carolyn Keene
Sweet Valley series-by Francine Pascal
Mary Kate & Ashley series-many authors
Harry Potter series-by J.K.Rowling

And I read these when I was a 16yr old!!!
18 books of Sidney Sheldon:
Tell me your dreams
Are you afraid of the dark?
The best laid plans
Bloodline
The doomsday conspiracy
If tomorrow comes
Master of the game
The other side of midnight
Memories of midnight
Morning, noon and night
The naked face
Nothing lasts forever
Rage of angels
The sands of time
The sky is falling
The stars shine down
A stranger in the mirror
Windmills of Gods

My serious novel-reads!!!
By Cecelia Ahern:
P.S.I love you
A place called here
By Jeffrey Archer:
Shall we tell the president?
Sons of fortune
As the crow flies
False impression
By John Grisham:
Playing for pizza
Skipping Christmas
The associate
By James Patterson:
Suzanne’s diary for Nicholas
Cross
Beach house
Sundays at Tiffany’s
By Danielle Steele:
Five days in Paris
Leap of faith
Sunset in St. Tropez
Granny Dan
Journey
A Good Woman
Lone eagle
Sisters
Honour thyself
Rogue
Miracle
Daddy
Family album
The house on Hope Street

Other novels that I enjoyed reading!!
Da vinci Code- by Dan Brown
The alchemist- by Paulo Coelho
Who moved my cheese? - by Dr. Spencer Johnson
Fountain of secrets- by Josie Litton
In a child’s name- by Peter Maas
Cocktails for three- by Madeleine Wickam
The makeover summer- by Suzanne Weyn
Local girls- by Alice Hoffman
Joy School- Elizabeth Berg
Wanted for murder- by Francine Pascal
The Manhattan Hunt Club- by John Saul
Wuthering Heights- by Emile Bronte
Five Point Someone- Chetan Bhagat
Two States- Chetan Bhagat
Japanese wife- Kunal Basu

A strong recommend for teenagers! (yes, I read it when I was 17)
The 7 habits of highly effective teenagers- by Sean Covey

Monday, February 21, 2011

Walking in the rain!!!!

People, this is a silly little poem that I wrote when I was 15 yrs old, on my way back from school, on a rainy day!! I know it's too juvenile, nevertheless I don't mind sharing with you all!

I saw the grey sky,
Where the sun had disappeared behind the clouds,
And rain had started to drizzle
In drops as gentle as snow.

It was late in the afternoon,
When I walked home from school, with
My backpack on my shoulders and my red umbrella in hand,
On which the rain drops sounded like pebbles.

I felt lonely and cold,
And I saw few people in their hoods,
And children coming out of their homes,
To enjoy this wet afternoon.

I walked, splattering water everywhere,
Like a little innocent child
Watching my white shoes turn brown
And adoring the ripples formed in water.

I almost screamed, hearing a thunder roll,
Only then I realised, I was not home,
To give out yells, just because
I’m terrified of thunders.

Oh! I didn’t realise that
I have walked for twenty-five minutes,
And reached home, to
Write this and share it with you...

Monday, February 14, 2011

If I were alive..

I don’t know when my life began,
I haven’t seen the world yet,
But I think it’ll be beautiful...
I look at myself grow,
Little by little every day,
Listening to my mom talk to me,
Every day and night, sleepless,
With her voice so gentle, and sing,
To make me sleep inside her...
I don’t know when I’m destined to see things,
Outside the dark and cosy place,
That keeps me warm and secured,
But I dream, so often, about the world
That I think would be as I see in my dreams.
I get happier, as I see myself grow bigger,
Eager to see my mother, and everything else,
And finally I am coming out.
With bright light hitting my tiny eyes,
With air gushing on my face,
Rushing into my nostrils,
I cried at that very moment.
I saw my mom’s face,
With tears rolling down her cheeks,
Yet she was so beautiful,
And as sweet as her voice,
That I have heard for the past many months.
I am being taken away by someone,
To be cleaned and put to sleep, I think.
After long, I feel something bad,
I think it is called pain.
I don’t know why I can’t open my eyes,
But I just hear my mother crying,
Loud and sad, it is,
Now I open my eyes, and
Try to reach her with my little hands,
For the first time ever,
Want to feel her, want to touch her and say,
‘Maa... don’t cry... I’m here’
That’s when I realise she is crying
Near my big stone, that doesn’t have any name on,
They have put me beneath the big grey stone, I think,
Many more such stones cover the place,
That must be filled with many memories,
Like mine...
Even before I knew what is life,
I think I know what death is...!!


STOP FEMALE INFANTICIDE!!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Horrible tragedy

Thought just a tremor,
And didn’t fear much
As she was only eight,
But felt something was wrong.

Not few hours went,
When she saw the horror,
With her eyes,
Tsunami...taking away all...

She didn’t know what it was,
Neither did she know will it cause much,
Reckoned just a tide...
But not when it entered her hut...

She saw her mother floating,
She tried to scream,
She tried to give a hand to her,
She couldn’t...she couldn’t...

She turned back, startled,
To see her baby brother
Already gone, yard’s away
Along with his toys...

Oh, what could she do,
To save herself?...Nothing, but
Cling to a nearby stilt,
Seeing many families die.

She was in panic,
Not a tear in her cheek,
But felt her face
Go pale and hands get numb.

Not knowing what to do,
When she didn’t know to swim
Then was heard a familiar voice,
Her father! She was now relieved...

But for just few seconds,
Because she saw him float too,
Yelling her name, that echoed
In her ears, long after he was gone.

She lost her grip to the stilt,
And felt herself, drowning,
And everything blurring,
And she passed out, just like that.

To wake up after long,
What seemed like years,
Forgetting the horrible scenes
That she didn’t like to remember.

She felt her body soar with pain
And touched the dried blood on her forehead...
She was far away from shore,
From her hut, that had been her home all her life.

She wandered around,
Nowhere to go,
No one she knew to trust
But knowing she wanted to live.

God didn’t leave her alone,
Now in the memory, she lives,
Of her family, how they lived,
Years ago, until tsunami struck...

Shower of love

As a million drops fell from the sky,
I looked up at the sky turning grey,
Clouds turning angst, raindrops hitting my face gently,
I saw a little orphaned girl, who seemed overwhelmed.
By the sudden evening shower;
Her smile so beautiful and naive,
I could see it in all the little drops from heaven,
Despite the thunder and lightning,
I gawked at her, keenly, with a smile.
As she stretched her little hands, to feel the water drops,
What a pleasure was it, to look at,
Her joy, her innocence, her eyes...that concealed pain,
Of losing her loved ones, of the love she missed,
Of the care she needed, for all the times she wasn’t cared for.
I felt my heart leaping out to the poor little angel,
My heart raced to this cruel world,
Where a million destitute people,
Orphaned and lonely, yearn for love.
I felt a tear coming out of my eye,
Slowly trickling down my cheek,
There may not be much I can do,
To help those poor souls, desperate for love,
But the whole world joining hands,
I am sure, can make a huge difference,
To give them a happier earth to live.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

A drop of optimism !!!

Life is a puzzle,
a complicated jig-saw..
often the pieces are missing,
rarely, its filled..
When it’s complete, you feel so happy,
you feel that life is indeed beautiful ,
you are content with everything,
you keep smiling at the sky, sun, stars, people..
when many pieces are missing,
you go in search of the missing pieces,
sometimes you find them,
sometimes you get lost searching for them,
sometimes you don’t get them at all..
that’s when you feel like
the world is closing on you..
taking you to the darker side..
leaving you alone, all alone..
in tears and uncertainty.
Don’t lose your hope..
get up and find you way back
to the brighter pastures..
you will reach the sky someday!!!