Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Oh! My dream, Give a damn!!!

Sometime I can’t express myself, people think, I have attitude problem. Sometime I talk too much, people think, I’m mouthy. Sometime I speak to my male friends, people think, I’m non-descript. Sometime I can’t disclose the secret of my life, people think, I have limitation. Sometime I stand for myself, people think, I’m clattery. Sometime I go to party, people think I’m alcoholic. Sometime I wear make up, people think, I’m fake. Sometime I’m unable to help people around me, people think, I’m heart less. Sometime I can receive phone call, people think, I’m unsocial. Sometime I cry, people think, I’m drama queen. Sometime I am late from work place, people think, I’m irresponsible. Sometime I wear classy dress, people think, I’m desperate. Sometime I fail to meet deadline, people think, I’m feckless.
So I can’t do anything without being labeled. So what! I am proud of what I am!!!!!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

My Dream!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have had a rendezvous with an isolated blank phase of leisure,
when hovering thoughts disrupted my pleasure; and overpowered by a sense of laze, I have had a rendezvous with solitude...when it all seemed to captivate me in a daze.

It is my ‘dream’, who helds my hand,
And leads me silently to some wondrous land;
I close my eyes to quench my thought,

I have a rendezvous with solitude -

Clueless yet, what happiness, it, to me had brought.

‘Me’ and ‘Thou’, clad in white, sat across, face to face,
As ‘Thou’ s at me, ‘I’ can have my eyes fixed in a gaze.