Wanderlust

A fire inside me seems to rage ,
and the sky suddenly looks like a cage .
In the confines of this small place i'm stuck ,
this truth had long ago struck .
" Why am I stuck here ?", I wonder .
When the entire world there is to explore down yonder .
So many rivers to cross ,
and interesting people to come across .
So many summits yet to reach ,
An infinity of things to learn and teach .
Many new lands to walk upon
and to learn mother natures curiosities , this realization has dawned
I want to spread my wings ,
and fly in the open sky my heart sings .
It doesn't matter if i fall ,
it's better than having nothing to live for at all .
Lots of opportunity lies infront of me .
A continuous journey i want my life to be .

What would life be ,
without those simple pleasures or the fun ?
Of the world , what would we see ,
when those little pleasures we shun .
Each day would be a problem
an impossible summit of goals to reach .
Of unhappiness , our life would be an emblem .
the essentials of happiness would we breach .
Work would be done only because it has to be done ,
in it we'd find enjoyment none .
Where would the time be for inner reflection ?
or living a life and human connections ?
Inch towards sucess , but don't shun fun , I see
or life would't life be .

Memories of Tafs

" Change is the only constant of life . " The sages say . Kv - Kendriya Vidyalaya
But how on earth do i keep saddness at bay ? Tafs - The Air Force School
When the familiar world of tafs has melted away ,
And I sit in my dreary new kv classroom today .

The best memories were just simple pleasures ,
These small pleasures do I carefully treasure
Fun with jags was great in measure ,
Basketball was my games period leisure .

We'd often hum along ,
Atul sir's newest song ,
The list of distractions were long
And my popularity strong

I had an identity there , I would stand out ,
And my popularity among teachers and peers was stout .
For competitions I was often sent ,
Teachers thought - in teaching me their time was well spent .

I wish that those things would happen here ,
I can attain that only with hard work sheer .
To attaining that status I'm near ,
But by being here my heart still sheds a tear.

On crushes

It come to you like a wave crashing down the sea ,

as subtley as subtley can be .

But your senes day and night he'll trouble .

Around him you'll stutter and fumble .

It's difficult to keep him out of your mind .

And often having wild fantasies 'bout him , you yourself will find .

Towards you , you wish he'll bind .

Your thoughts on your inadequacies will become not so kind .

Often infront of the mirror you'll stand ,

wodering , ' Why on earth with such horrible looks did I land ? ' .

What's happening , you may or may not understand .

All what you know in this stange phenomena you don't have a hand .

At the object of your affection you'll often stare ,

and approach him if you dare .

If he accepts a great relationship you'll share .

If he rejects you wonder , ' Why is life so unfair ? '

This phenomen may put you to turmoil ,

and often may unwanted emotions embroil .

Upon grabbing his attention you may often toil .

But one glitch in his character would this attraction foil .

You may wonder after reading this ,

" Who on earth is this 'his' ? "

This his is a crush

and my dear readers , I'll give you some advice - DON'T RUSH .

Like a wave returning to the sea ,

this attracton short - lived may be ,

So don't act on it immediately , you see .

Or else in grave trouble you may be .

Many thanks

Always in my mind comes a thought ,
When about nature's miracles i hear or see ,
" Hasn't Mother Nature given us a lot ?
How blessed are we ! "
For what would life be ?
Without the happy chirps of birds ,
Or the unending gifts given by the tree ,
Or the perfect construction of our body's innards .
How blessed are we !

let's learn from nature around us

She may deprive her children
Of their daily nutrition
By giving her milk to the human
The cow's generosity is a god-given boon

The sturdy tree , unselfishly provides
The basic needs of most creeds
That inhabit this planet
Despite receiving an abundance of mistreatment

The honey bee's painful sting may be a dampener
But u can't deny this creature's sophistication and vigour
I does it's assigned work without a lament
It's truly a speciemen to compliment

No matter how small
The ant remains a good teacher 4 all
It's tiny yet mighty
It's disciplined life's truly a thing to study

So lets open our eyes to the wonders of nature
And observe the things we ignore
Nature has enough hidden lessons
To make humility an important word for humans .

Back to Delhi

I'm back to Delhi I sadly say ,
How on earth should I keep boredom at bay ?
After an adventure filled holiday
I get bored sitting at home every day .

I know I should't bitch .
With books (which I've already read ) my house is rich .
And piles of holiday homework I can't ditch .
With my new embroidery books I can learn many a stitch .

But why read the same books again and again ?
By doing holiday Homework no pleasure I gain .
While embroidering I spoil every cloth, so stiching is vain .
So how on earth do I keep my self Sane ?