I have seen anger
I have seen pain
I have come across some thoughts which have been insane
I have seen growth
I have seen death
I have come across the green lose its sheen
I have seen fire
I have seen smoke
I have come across jungles burned down for selfish desire
I felt that I have been such a big bumpkin to realise, how brutally we are destroying nature, while I was at the highest point of the Satpura range and not realising this earlier.
My heart yelled PLEASE STOP CONCRETIZATION but my mind said HOW ELSE WILL THE CITY GROW !
I sometimes dream of a place where I am ambling through an aisle surrounded by paddy fields,which leads me to a place laden with clouds. The sky is woven with interludes of yellow and crimson streaks accompanied with cool breeze. Its only the lush green mountain peaks that I can see. No worries. No thoughts about the future. No choices to be made. Absolute bliss!
This is not an exaggeration but I did get this feeling at a point called Dhoopgarh at Pachmarhi . I feel I should stop blabbering about my mythological dreams :) at this point and take you guys through some pics which have been taken while I was at Pachmarhi few days back.This place in MP is heaven on Earth!!
Monday, November 30, 2009
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Its Ok!
Statutory warning:
If the following lines sound kiddish, foolish, random bakwas, then they actually are all of those.
If they sound a tad meaningful, a tad nice and a tad purposeful, then they actually are all of those.
Its ok when they kill you in the light of the day
You get used to it and take it anyway.
They kill you on a friday and come back on a wednesday
But you forget it all anyway, its ok, its ok.
You get mangled to the hilt, you get charred away,
But those moments remain with you for a day.
Nothing's gonna change everything's gonna be this way
Until you wake up and have your say.
Let the tolerance have a leeway
And the actions have a subway.
But dont't get complacent and say its ok
Rise from the ashes and make your way.
If the following lines sound kiddish, foolish, random bakwas, then they actually are all of those.
If they sound a tad meaningful, a tad nice and a tad purposeful, then they actually are all of those.
Its ok when they kill you in the light of the day
You get used to it and take it anyway.
They kill you on a friday and come back on a wednesday
But you forget it all anyway, its ok, its ok.
You get mangled to the hilt, you get charred away,
But those moments remain with you for a day.
Nothing's gonna change everything's gonna be this way
Until you wake up and have your say.
Let the tolerance have a leeway
And the actions have a subway.
But dont't get complacent and say its ok
Rise from the ashes and make your way.
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