Do we do anything or everything just happens because it has to?

Random Thoughts which bring me closer to Spirituality or Mostly questioning the meaning of Life-

Sometimes i think i am doing eveything, and eveything is in my control,

Then suddenly i realise even breath is not in my control,

Then i think , no but i do strive for things, thats why i achieve them-

But then i think what if i was not able to strive ? What if i was born incapable of that strive ?

But yeah still the no-one can take away the mental strive or effort from anyone i think-

But what if the thoughts themselves depend on the environment, and not in our control?

But come-on, thoughts we can freely think right, for the betterment of ourselves we can always strive..

Then i think of Bipolar, Austism and other diseases,

And then i think , maybe nothing is in my control, or wait.... is it me really thinking ?

Afternoon movie

It rang at 5:30 then 5:45 then again, and then I rose,
I really do get bore life seems like a prose,
After the surreptitious nature’s call and all the ablution,
I gingerly keep wondering when life will be of emcee from puny with all the transformation…
Going into the balcony and feeling the ubiquitous fresh air,
Try to plan the day and think that all will be merry and hay..
In the office with despite a few friends some of the psychedelic people playing politics all day
Causing only anomie and disturbance and wating for prey,
I shake my head and keep getting chagrin feeling feeling betrayed
Now I am only looking to meet my friends in a Soiree,
To bask in the Camaraderie where I am all happy and yay yay yay
It augurs well to leave at 2:30 otherwise I will be late and they be all red and grey!

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Teenage

Sees the proliferation of body, change of hormones
Addiction to tobacco, alcohol and gizmos…
Where every girl seems krunk and like a diva
One’s thoughts seem to be supreme,
We are inured to others advice and nothing seems improbable,
Our caucus our friends seem like they will never go away
we would trust them in sunshine in hay, our connivance was there to stay
As the diaspora started we move to college
We still didn’t know whose call it is
We are away from home with new people, moolah is scarce,
In all the hustle-bustle and swish we don’t know who cares
But in all these putrid times you do get someone if you are lucky
Whose heart is of gold and one who never lets you feel grumpy
One does cherish that friendship long after,
In all this rubric world someone you can bank in a totality….

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My school

Oh I was good I was so good in the language,

What lexicon, was ubiquitously portrayed!

Words seemed to be like music from lute,

But it all ended without any chance for truce..

That squeamish English teacher didn’t like my correction,

I was given a yellow card and prosecuted and given a prosaic censure…

Very tense I was slurping in lunch, why I didn’t have any hunch!!

My mom came and I was given a reprimand,

Just if I had psychokinesis i would have beat her up hard…

There was no jurisprudence in our school, no space for inquisitiveness,

God damn I paid for my studies, was it a dole for being so priss!!

It is said all teachers are kosher, oh i so beg to differ…

I would rather be a bootlegger than doing Pirouette for people so sinister!!

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Leonardo

Summary 11.8.09
Wow what traits did he have! A polymath, an anatomist, a sculptor, musician, writer, mathematician….
Connoisseur in every field, he was his own breed

Known as the architect of Renaissance, his unquenchable curiosity was equaled by none,
Perhaps the most gifted person world will ever see simply without any pun
People say his mind and personality were superhuman,
Consanguineous of greatest of scientists dream to Condiment their brains with a sprinkle of his acumen..

An illegitimate son of notary and a peasant woman,
Two of his paintings are the most famous; most reproduced and most parodied paintings of all time without any conjecture,
He was the acme of technological ingenuity, in all Conscientious

King of France carried him everywhere like a trophy,
His thinking would never congeal for smallest of deed for his majesty..
He died in the King’s arms with great honesty

With him came to a close dawn of art, he had broken forth with a splendor that distanced former excellence,
made up of all the elements that constitute the essence of genius

But the interest in him has never and could never slacken,
He can be seen in Concourse, in sky, in heaven…
He can’t be destroyed by any conflagration, any concussion…
Man is as uncomfortable today, faced with a genius, as he was in the 16th century.
Five centuries have passed,
yet we still view Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci with awe..


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poem

I would ever ask for just one wish,
to wake up day after day
to the sound of your lissome breath on my neck,
the lovingness of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...

Your name acts like light from firmament itself,
Illuminates my soul,
And as each sound goes deeper into me,
It's you that makes me whole

Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
My heart beats within your chest
I have forgotten to seethe even against most arrogant sects,
I am lost in your magic and caress...

It was a nippy winter evening
when I lost my heart to Hazel Eyes
I felt so Emaciated and lost,
oh se was so beautiful and devine.
and she would also realize,
how perfect she was when seen through my eyes..

What it was with her that made me feel
So drawn to her, what the appeal,
That set my pulses to race
When I gazed upon that face
I'll never know how and why
the science behind being polarised..

My dream girl at last you are here
with me, as an inseparable part..
It took lot of efforts,
had lots of Obfuscation about achieving the goal,
with more no. of times eyes being misty
than the spirit jovial and in control...

at last we are here, tied socially by mankind,
thought of as a knot devine,
I was the faust of her dreams today,
The synergy was the beginning of a slick, smooth, Lissome and ameliorate life....


P.S. I have taken some inspiration from some romantic poems circulating on the web for this poem.

Dream

Summary 4.8.09

I was in my school ground playing cricket with a log with the classmates, school ground was dusty and bumpy and full of potholes. Every shot that i played was well appreciated by the girls in the class including Miss E ;) I’ll have to say by some means today I was playing so well, it seemed intravenous in me.. Somehow I was transformed into a consummate batsman, a virtuoso in the art, a nemesis for the bowlers … Suddenly, the PT teacher came and called us for the PT and the fun evaporated..
In the physics class today the teacher was telling some strange things which somehow sounded very strange for a physics teacher. Strangely girls were ogling at me today from every turret of the room, and it all not at all seemed to be a sham… Lucky me, I thought!
“Opposite charges attract each other… girl attracts boy and boy attracts girl…. Like you girls seemed to be attracted to Amit!” he said and all girls started blushing… holy cow! What is going on…. It seemed as if I was the lone Adam left in this world!
Then I started wondering what did I drink yesterday? What did I ate? Some elixir? What was that? Transformed from a waif, to prince charming!
Also I was able to grok without any groak… it seemed magical… wow… I have become a prodigy… perfect in every respect!!
Classes ended and the girls surrounded me and kept looking at me..i seemed to be at helm in their hearts, still i was a picture of aplomb and assuredness …
What seemed ruse to others, i cleared the way and held Miss E, of course she deserved it, she was the provenance of my love…
The day has come, I thought, thanked heavens and took her to the park.. We roamed chatted with perfect bliss….
The time came for that first sweet kiss, I took her in my arms, she also seemed equally desirous, but before it could materialize, what the hell!!! Oh God!!! Disaster!!!!
My Nokia alarm rang I woke up and it was all over!!!!

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