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let’s do it!

The world is pretty big enough

We may not meet anytime again

There are infinite faces in the crowd

Who has got the time to complain

The power of communication is immense

If we do not converse, we lose

How long can we wait for others to speak

It depends on us what we choose

All humans in this planet are not wild

The scare of hurt is destroying us

The distance between people is shrinking

But the mistrust is occupying us

We are scared of going to places

We are scared of coming out of home

We are scared of browsing internet

We are infected by scare syndrome

This world is beautiful and radiant

And we have only one life to live

Why do we set boundaries for us

Why do we hesitate to forgive

Let us talk to everybody we meet

Let us exchange pleasantries and greet

Let us treat world as our own family

Let us make our existence complete

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love redifined

does this look like the love redefined

no traces of compassion one can find

it blossoms like jasmine in the night

and the day brings the normal fight

no botheration for each other is seen

no idea where counterpart have been

the roof is one but the walls dominate

love slowly paving the way for hate

no time to sit with other for a while

no intention to walk that extra mile

gadgets seem to be more fortunate

as their relation appears intimate

and our lifestyle is fully mechanized

no human needs are ever recognized

are we both overwhelmingly frantic

or this the definition of being romantic

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quartet of life

the human life too is a sort of quartet

starts with sunrise, ends with sunset

the stage of being  infant is heavenly

being God like physically and mentally

and then the stage of being a naive kid

getting seasoned by the worldly bid

then comes the adulthood so mature

the love for life  peaks though unsure

this stage if the real  root of all evils

the rise of offenders the rise of rebels

and then comes the door to the heaven

old age with lots of accrued frustration

one lives daily prepared to meet death

holding on to feeble trembling breath

but music of this quartet is so hypnotic

it is so captivating enchanting and exotic

let us feel the music of life from the heart

and learn to live life’s each and every part

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her fight

worried of the foreseen consequences

withdrawn back at critical instances

scared of the probable monetary loss

always justifying the actions of boss

compromised in keeping self upfront

bearing alone the catastrophic brunt

knowing the obvious what men want

the demands are killing always haunt

but she still remains alive on this earth

wearing the crown of thorns by birth

faceless world cries for her equal rights

but its her battle and alone she fights

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falling in love with a poet

the way words come together and bow to you

the way expressions liquidate and flow to you

the way your writings make the world crave

the readers surrender self and become slave

you are literary soldier of this classical space

the captivating exaltation embedded in place

I have not seen you yet I know you from ages

your literary image has filled my empty pages

when I confront you someday I may not recognise

but the smell of your literature will always suffice

this is eternal bonding that connects two hearts

thus the story of falling in love with a poet starts

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our CAMC

Recently we received a very sensitive and expensive machine for our office that was awaited for long. As with every new thing, this machine was also treated like a newlywed bride in our office. Care was taken to position it as per the standards. The area kept clean and dust free. Only qualified personnel were only asked to operate it. The fear was that it should not start malfunctioning because then we all will find trouble in meeting the targets. Continue reading