Yearning to Relive Life!

One fine morning, we all reached Joka

Saw the clouds in the sky, trees around the lakes and sung together

Every now and then we drew a roadmap for ourselves

Using our own colours, we painted our own universe

We saw our little dreams of making it big here

We had our own crushes, fights and parties

It was as if time stood still for all of us

There was no reason for us to pretend

We all had so much fun together

All were young and full of life

Those two years seemed to be so long back then

And now when I look back, they were passed by even before I could blink

I often come back here to look at it

Here upon this windy old asphalt road

Still stands the jetty complementing the lake

The old class rooms, alongside the new ones

I always carry the memories of how it used to be

A constant reminder of the bonds we built

I'll never forget all that Joka taught me

And all that it made me achieve

I always hoped that one day we'll all reunite

Recollect and relive those moments. And the time has come

The above written poem has been penned by me expressing the views of an alumnus from the 1983 batch of IIM Calcutta, after interacting with him.

Just Another Poem : Suicide Note

HONEY,

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Ur adoring smile, ur beautiful eyes
Drive me crazy through the skies
I can stare into ur eyes for hours
They outshine all the stars

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Ur eyes used to drive me crazy
Ur mere thoughts used to make lazy
U r redder than the reddest of the cherries
Ur prettier than the mermaids and the fairies

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Irresistible were our never-ending parleys
Throughout the nights and the days
Those long endless witty repartees
Always spread ubiquitous infectious smiles

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
U r cute, u r sweet, u r fantastic
Before em all u r selflessly altruistic
Bout u I can write at length
As ur thoughts give me immense strength

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
Mine wasn’t a mere infatution
It involved no sort of ratiocination
Forgetting u is an impossible thing
As it was not just any love fling

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
I still remember ur long and curly tresses
Ur simple yet elegant dresses
Minus u life is darker than a moonless night
With u, it could have been brighter than sun’s light

You are so lovely, you are so nice
I have loved you all my life
I wanted to make u my soul-mate
But something else was in my fate
I have loved you from head to toe nail
In this tale I have no reason to wail

In my last prayer all I am demanding is u as my wife
After reincarnation in our every life

Oceans of love and blood

PS - I wrote this poem seven years back and had forgotten about it. Today I found the note-book on which I had scribbled it, back then.

Life changes at every turn

• After having deleted one blog...I stopped blogging only to realise that I was like an alcoholic promising that I won't drink... I am back on a blog that I had made some time back...the first post of this blog is pretty depressing but all you girls reading it, u know how interesting I am. So in case u need someone to hang out with, you know who's your man.
  

• Have lost in three important competitions over the past two days. One of them was a competition that I had always aspired to win...But now when I look back I am happy that at last the pressure is gone...days before the big event the pressure had started building and it was having a toll on me...though the taunts still haunt me...
  

• Have learnt a little bit of Bengali in the past two years during my stay at Kolkotta. A friend of mine who works in a call centre once told me that Americans like to roll their tongues while pronouncing 'R's. Our Bengalis are a step ahead they roll their tongues while pronouncing every character. Kotler-do (read Kotler-da) who stays in my hostel at IIM-C told me that this is a result of the rosogollas that begalis eat. Today I tried using this new found knowledge with the taxi drivers outside my campus and realised that however hard I may try I can not say Kolkootta right.
  

My Birth

Finally today I have taken birth on a blog. After having spent 23 long years in the womb, today I've opened my eyes to see light. Soon I shall be like all of you. Do not blame me the day I adorn the same clothes that you wear today, because that is how life is supposed to be. We all send our kids to school so as to help them learn the tricks of the complex cobweb that we've made around ourselves, which we refer to as modern life.

• Have all the gadgets we've made, made our lives simpler or complex?
• Have the vices increased or decreased over the years?
• Has morality increased or decreased? But then morality is as you define it to be...
• Are we moving towards or away from the Utopian world we all have always longed for?

~religionnotspiritualityisaswordforthemeek