A DIFFERENT BEAT

Hectic would be the best word to define life these days.I believe that the concept of 'survival of fittest' is more apt today.Man has changed a lot.The busy schedule of life is in a state of dynamics,trying to accomodate still more and in its course has pulled in, its very basic elements...individuals into a churning machinery,where man at the end of the day is a drained body of flesh and blood.If once we used to complain of monotony in the static way of life,now we have more reasons to complain and fret about.A mere 24 hours can produce a 'will take 48 hours' result because man has been trained to suit himself to this computer age where he himself is an automated machine that feeds on air,food and water..At the ring of the alarm,wakes the scientific age man and the rest automatically falls into place.He moves about,talks,does this,does that,what not...but sans emotions.Where should man search for it?In the screen of your computer..or the cabin of your office..or the st

(These lines have been written with an idea in mind that is against the existing conventions-here, I have treated the Earth as a mighty man and the subjective element 'I' is not the personal me; but a man) My Love Uninvited, her Knock I heard In a time not so weird, when in my room alone I sat waiting for her tat. At my pane,in a rhythm so wild, she danced like a child coaxing me to join her; But all I could was to spend a tear. Impatient I sat in my chair bound by infirmities of a life,unfair. For my heart wept uneasily unable to merge in thee,freely. Yet thou flee from me, taking with thee,my dreams and glee, to where you belong,dear friend The Earth,with no end. From a distant land you traversed, Darting to kiss thy Lord; But in a mile somwhere,unknown were robbed of your chastity,once worn; Never neglected,still thou art respected For the earth welcomes thou with its chest open,now, where you unite in love: In thy greatness, O Earth ! I bo

The girl smiled at me quite co-ordially.I immediately noticed her.An unseen bond tied us together.I wanted to break free.But she would not let me go .Her face was familiar deep down the memory lane,but not clear enough to recognize her.I simply stopped and gazed at her.So did she. She looked thin and frail.Her eyes were sunken,deep in pain.Her nose was long ,standing like a failed fortress.Her lips were pale.The brightness long lost,her face was stale among fresh faces.She tried to call out to me.But her voice did not reach me.I moved a bit close.So did she. She was now a bit near ,but i could not feel her breath ,yet i could see her tears.One,two,three...down they rolled.Her pain was killing me too.The suffocation in my chest gave way to a sigh and then more tears.I rubbed my tears.So did she. We did not wait to talk to each other.I did not want to listen to her.I knew why she was crying.The excruciating agony was piercing my heart.I jus turned back and wal

Ask me to smile...i may not...cos it might pain my cheeks Ask me to cry...i may not...cos it might trouble my eyes Ask me to listen...i may not...cos it might bother my ears Ask me to play...i may not...cos it might trouble my body Ask me to work...i may not...cos it might tire me totally But one thing you ask me ...i might never say no Ask me to sleep...i will...cos i m titled the "QUEEN OF LAZINESS"