Monday, August 28, 2006

Gone are the days

Gone are the days
When we used to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a 'Hi'!
Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now weCode on the road with laptop!
Gone are the days
When we saw starsShining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn'tWork!
Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms.....!
Gone are the days
Where we studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!
Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!
Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home
Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!

Saturday, March 25, 2006

Win

You can't win if you don't play.

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Try

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

Samuel Beckett

Mistakes

Anyone who doesn't make mistakes isn't trying hard enough.
Wess Roberts



Learning

I am always ready to learn although I do not always like being taught.
Winston Churchill

Friday, December 30, 2005

Win / Lose

It matters not whether you win or lose;
what matters is whether I win or lose.

Luck

We must believe in luck.
For how else can we explain the success of those
we don't like ?

Friday, December 23, 2005

Clandestine Love

I love to be in love,
With out expressing,
I love your friendship minus your desire
I am honest and true
To agree I love in clandestine
No explanations for why I am so !
No reason, I know why?
Forbidden fruit lures me…
I love to be in control
Controlling your emotions too
I love this game of falling in love
Leading no where with anyone…
I need to tell, what you don’t want to hear
But it’s the true, I love your friendship
Yet not you; you must bear..

A Short Story

Love is a short story
Emotions are novels
One story shall end...
At the end of one,
new one shall start.
yet emotions Persist
...After every short story...