In pursuit of what we desire,
In the chase to quench that undying fire,
We aspire, conspire, face consequences dire,
Willy-nilly, we remain until we tire, until what we want we acquire.
11 August, 2008, will be a red letter day in India’s history. A day when I experienced a one-of-its-kind supreme goosebump moment, something that’d never happened before. The day I got to see the Indian flag being hoisted high up at the 2008 Beijing Olympics – the day when Abhinav Bindra had won us our first individual gold medal at the Olympics. A moment of celebration, elation and pride for the entire country and he, was the sole reason for it.
I’ve seen people jump up and down, skip around and bring the entire world down for rolling a stone a few millimetres ahead – I’ve myself done that a lot. Yet, this man, who had won India it’s first individual gold medal, was standing there on the victory podium, unfazed, humble and silent. When the results were announced, when he was awarded his medal, when the Indian flag was…
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I wake up each day – To the lilt of your laughter, to your glints of mischief, to meticulously yank at your hair,
To plot with you, to party with you, to have your back even when the world doesn’t care,
For, side by side or miles apart, you are who
It is you that stands by me in sickness, in health, in misery, in pain,
In joy, in success, in every happiness of mine,
I hear my name in your every prayer, I see myself in the arch of your eyebrows –
YOU make my world go round, it is to you that I’d raise my every toast!
Remains behind the scene,
A tad too hesitant to be seen,
She works her way into everyone’s heart,
For her magic lies in her skills, in her art!
To her, freedom didn’t mean the right to raise her voice,
It didn’t mean the privilege to wear her choice,
It didn’t mean traveling around the world – living in, its every corner and nook,
All it only ever meant, was snuggling in, to her book –
For, it gave her what the rest of the world couldn’t – it brought her alive, it set her imagination on fire,
It gave her heart all the contentment it would ever desire,
By the window sill she sits, undisturbed, unscathed,
From the rest of the world, willingly detached,
Breathing in its scent, its story,
Relishing every plot it cooks, to glory.
Your time, you invest,
Spend it doing what gives you your zest,
With people who’ll stand by you, even when you’re a pest,
Create moments that’ll become the reason for your smiles, brightest!
Why be shallow, when you have a world so wide,
Why close yourself into a shell when you can open your mind; let yourself unwind,
Why live alone when together, you can be,
Why chain your emotions when you can set them all free!