We meet

We meet to create memories and separate to maintain them
We meet to love and separate to maintain them
We meet to create changes and separate to maintain them
We meet...Coz it's magic
And separate for life

A game called 'Rush'

My life has become a game called rush. Get up in the morning at 6 and rush to prepare coffee/tea for all and then the day starts with breakfast and lunch to be prepared before leaving for work. Rush through cleaning, Rush to heat water with the rod and rush through the bath and rush through dressing up for work and rush through breakfast and rush to office completely drained and exhausted. But then you pull yourself together coz the day is yet to start after a it's only 10.am. now a new drill of rush begins with cash going in and out, gold loans and complaints. You rectify some and pacify some. You rush through your coffee and try to finish maximum work but then the ATM stops or the CDM breaks down and you rush to the spot with zillions of phone calls from ZO,LHO and where not. You again rectify and pacify maximum and try to calm down as your BP hits the high chords . You rush through the lunch and settle down in seat to the yelling of customers whose demand is more than the moon. Finally, rush through the tokens to close the cash and send the reports before all calls from hell breaks loose. Rush through reports, rush through cash, rush through all requirements and you are ready to call it a day. Go home and the usual story of rushing to prepare dinner, rush to clean all vessels left in the sink since morning and then rush to hit the bed to finally welcome the sleep that was rushing with you since mornibg. Alas!!! Not to be, you hit the bed and you are wide awake and you realise you will wake up to rush tomorrow very tired as sleep again eludes you tonight

Remember Him

Today is a Hindu festival. The first for the new year and anywhere I look all people are busy with decorations and visiting the temple. Y?
Why are people visiting only on these special days and not always? God is remembered on two occasions, trouble or festival. And rest of the times you do things that God shall never forgive

Almost

There was a time when I almost left my country
A time when I almost left the job
And almost left my family.
There was a time when I almost fell in love
And I almost believed in sweet nothings
And almost left my self respect
There was a time when I almost left my life
And almost forgot what I was worthy of
And almost lost my ideals.
There were lots of "almost" in my life
I was charred, burnt and broken
But still I am...me

Welcome ,2017

It's a new year, a new start for many. But I didn't feel anything new. I mean, I am at the same place at work, living with the same people in the same place. So, what's new? Just the calendar. It's only the calendar that changes. Everything else remains the same.