What if

What if i was evolved to know you were ready,

Ready to walk that walk with me,

What if I was not blinded by what I never wanted,

What if you and me would watch the setting sun in Tuscany,

What if we didnt have our constraints,

We would breath better,

Less anxious, less half empty,

Filling each others life with hope,

What if and only if I could travel back and fix a few stitches,

Our fabric of lives could be so better !

Recession Baby

I have tried to empathize with those students who have chosen an expensive course like MBA & are having a tough time in USA, who have seen it all shattering of "The Big American Dream," jobs getting Banglored...some actually to relocate to Asia just to pay there Bill's & hefty fees

I am Baby of recession,

Baptized in fire of Depression,

My Big American dream was to make a mark on Wall Street,

Money, Power, Status & Fame,

But all was washed in a bloodbath on the Street,

The American Capitalist model had seen defeat,

It could barely stand on its feet,

Forget dream job,

Now Job is a dream,

At every point either I am overqualified,

Or out of the league,

I decide to sell Pizza at Papa Joe’s,

Baba says you MBA’s work for couple of months,

And never show,

I got no money to spend on a Rat, says Baba’s Dad,

Who runs the show ,

Thousands of dollars I have to repay,

Dorm was such a nice place to stay, 

Millions of people homeless & only cars left to stay,

To feed billions who stay abroad,

I think of getting Banglore’ed or Beijing’ed,

Only way to pay my escalating bills,

I took a flight to Bombay,

Never knew what would be my fate,

I see a strange kind of happiness in pain & struggle,

No insurance, no social security,

Just hand to mouth survival,

Still people with bright smile & Luminescence,

That would scare the broad daylight out of top Executives,

Earning millions,

What is it that the people have?

That makes them smile,

Content, self-fulfillment, satisfaction,

It took me two years to find out,

In quest of the perishable,

We tend to lose imperishable,

And end up losing both!

 Disclaimer:- 

I wish not to harm any community's or Country's sentiments, nor i wish to show any disrespect towards any community or an entity living or dead, this poem is purely imaginary & has no relation with any person living or dead.

The legend of Frozen lake

This poem is a beautiful story showcasing a father daughter relation, i really don't know how this came to my

mind, but it's very close to my heart.




It was a Chilly Season,

I say a perfect Reason,

Time to put my rollers on,

Doing rounds at the ally seemed like a boring affair,

I say lets be adventurous, lets do some dare,

Oh yeah we goanna hit the frozen lake

The lake has its own beauty

Calm, serene, quite,

Still whisper’s stories,

Stories of love & romance,

Legends that date back to the centuries,

Seemed like a perfect Sunday,

An evening on frozen lake,

Coffee & Hot chocolate at Mc-Larne’s,

Dinner at Dates,

We strolled, skated & threw Ice ball’s,

Presence of snow in February was a bit of luxury,

It was getting dark,

We were not in hurry,

Skidding & Skating around,

We went to the middle of the lake,

I turned back to get my cell phone from the sack,

I hear a thud & a scream in her shrill voice,

I broke into laughter,

She fell again on her bumps,

I turned back to see my baby disappear in front of my eyes,

She was there, there she was!

I choked, I froze, couldn’t scream couldn’t shout,

I heard flapping, & babbling in water,

It was my daughter it was my daughter,

I kept on screaming somebody help!... Somebody!….

No one in the vicinity,

Predictions were of a snowy day!

All locked up in their room’s to watch Manchester United play,

Hey, hey I might lose my daughter due to frost

For my adventure, will I have to pay a big cost?

I was losing time, but not hope,

Can someone help me with a rope?

Chaos panic & pandemonium,

I am screaming shouting for help,

Has everybody in our town gone deaf?

As my dolly was exhausted in the shivering water,

I run with my skate’s, to escort someone,

It took me a while to return back,

All the way I prayed for time to stop,

As I approach I see my darling lying flat on the frozen lake,

Mix feelings run through my brain,

Heart pounding fast,

How did she come up? Is she okey?

Next morning as we enjoy hot chocolate on the warm hospital bed,

She tells me a tale which was hard to gulp,

The legend of the frozen lake was live, kicking & hauntingly true,

There was a hand that pushed my daughter back to life,

The invisible, mystical, hand of shepherd who help’s people stuck in frost,

He was guardian, he was angel, I started believing in legends & fairy tales,

Made be believe in divine!

Hope!

There is a deep valley beneath,

I am holding on to this thin rope,

I have still not given up the hope,

There is chance of life, there is a scope.

A strong force pulls up the string,

And my belief becomes stronger,

I get pulled up,

Million thoughts go through my head,

I am going to change,

Not gonna be the same old me any longer,

I make a promise to my life,

I will cherish every second of it.

I will be a changed man.

Only if I could survive, I know which I can

I dream of Life,

I dream of love,

I dream of us being happy ever after,

The image is nice and Sharpe in mind,

Beautiful and only one of its kind.

Suddenly the friction between rocks and rope being pulled increases,

As my heart pounds,

Is there a twist in the tale?

I ask myself where did I fail?

If I die and meet the depths of Valley

Whom should I blame?

And who will pay for the claim?

No it just would be insane

To play the buck passing game.

It could be the rope,

I could be the rock,

It could be me at the wrong place at the wrong time

But its not the place, rock or rope…

As I still have the hope!

I will emerge of this valley with some scars

And for sure shoot at some stars.

But I would be all alone,

What are starts, what are cars?

If you are not with me

Life is an empty Jar,

With all the materialistic things filled in it to the brim,

All this without you is as good as a sentence to hell,

For my Sin’s I have committed

My mind wonders,

And as I am just about to reach the surface,

The rope’s final stands get cut…

The rope breaks,

And I initiate my descend,

Now I see all memories flashing clearly.

Those places, those talks, long, long walks,

In few seconds I will close my eyes forever

And they might see you never

I fall, I fall with a big blue bang,

You might ask me what happened to you?

The freefall was not good enough for you?

And I to sink beneath the depths,

I just hope I don’t ever open my eyes.

But to my surprise I find you sitting next to me,

Comforting me and telling me “it’s just a nightmare!”,

And sweetheart there is nothing to get scared.

Clinging on hope,

Standing on a very thin rope,

Waiting for you till eternity,

That will be my only hope

To cling on to this thin rope!