You are the Gift of your mother…
She is the one who prayed for you at time of your birth,
She is the one who took the pain at the time of your birth,
She is the one who shared her life with you,
Yes, your Birthday is a special day to her….
She remembers the battle that she fought.
She had waited for this day to arrive….
Your Birth is the new beginning to her…
Her faith, belief and devotion came true today,
She took care to make you see the world…
Filled with tears she gazes at you
She loved you right from the start…
She held you close to her Heart to shower the never ending love
She never feels that she has given enough.For you she will always do her best.
The bond that grows will never falter.Her love is so strong it will never alter
So on this day shower your Mother with Love.Gifts and presents you get are nice but that is not enough.
Give your Mother a Hug and thank her for this day...
That will be the biggest celebration on your Birthday……
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Who are "We" ???
He begs in the platform, to fill his stomach…
We work in some platform, to fulfill our work assigned…
He waits for someone, to drop a penny into his pouch…
We wait for month end, to drop the ATM card to cash our pocket…
He dreams in the sludge, without been bothered of tomorrow…
We dream in our workplace, thinking how to save our money tomorrow…
He gaze at the cars on street and keeps moving taking his footsteps…
We plan to get a car of our own and struggle in the traffic…
He sleeps in the footpath, with mosquitoes disturbing him….
We sleep in bed, with software bugs troubling us…
He lives his life in a easy manner and proceed towards death...
We complicate our life and can’t write a program to stop our approaching fate…
Living style of both resembles except for the “Truth”
He is a “Simple Beggar” much happier than We” Software Beggar’s”
---- Rajkumar
We work in some platform, to fulfill our work assigned…
He waits for someone, to drop a penny into his pouch…
We wait for month end, to drop the ATM card to cash our pocket…
He dreams in the sludge, without been bothered of tomorrow…
We dream in our workplace, thinking how to save our money tomorrow…
He gaze at the cars on street and keeps moving taking his footsteps…
We plan to get a car of our own and struggle in the traffic…
He sleeps in the footpath, with mosquitoes disturbing him….
We sleep in bed, with software bugs troubling us…
He lives his life in a easy manner and proceed towards death...
We complicate our life and can’t write a program to stop our approaching fate…
Living style of both resembles except for the “Truth”
He is a “Simple Beggar” much happier than We” Software Beggar’s”
---- Rajkumar
Feelings Straight for Heart………….
I know you are not my Love…
Then why do I endure for you?
I know you are not my Dreams…
Then why do you come in, when I close my eyes?
I know you are not my Mind…
Then why does it find your feelings?
I know you are not my Life…
Then why does it need your presence?
I know you are not my Heart…
Then why does it beat me to Death?
I know you are not Mine…
Then why can’t I let you go???
Then why do I endure for you?
I know you are not my Dreams…
Then why do you come in, when I close my eyes?
I know you are not my Mind…
Then why does it find your feelings?
I know you are not my Life…
Then why does it need your presence?
I know you are not my Heart…
Then why does it beat me to Death?
I know you are not Mine…
Then why can’t I let you go???
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Your Lovely eyes............!!
I love your eyes, those twinkling eyes,
They speak of a thousand things.
It glows and I drown in its intensity,
I would love to stay there forever.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.
When cupid's arrow strikes,
The world seems appareled in celestial light,
Like the glory and freshness of your eyes.
Just like the morning dew,
Exotic and beautiful.
Every time I look into your eyes,
I'm lost in innumerable memories,
Thus forgetting the world behind me.
I wouldn't expect anything much,
Than just being the Apple of your eye!
They speak of a thousand things.
It glows and I drown in its intensity,
I would love to stay there forever.
It evokes myriad memories,
And leaves an imprint on me.
I consider myself lucky enough,
To have experienced its warmth.
When cupid's arrow strikes,
The world seems appareled in celestial light,
Like the glory and freshness of your eyes.
Just like the morning dew,
Exotic and beautiful.
Every time I look into your eyes,
I'm lost in innumerable memories,
Thus forgetting the world behind me.
I wouldn't expect anything much,
Than just being the Apple of your eye!
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