It is unfair, a painful betrayal of justice when the world does not drown with me in my tears.
Friday, December 2, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Sometimes
when patience is elusive
when luck is hard
when even words fail,
and smiles disappear
Sometimes
when the past shines brighter than the present or the future,
and there are more questions than answers
when silence is not serene,
when even music does not soothe
Sometimes
when nobody inspires,
and I see no friends
when looking within becomes difficult
when my eyes to me speak the honest truth
Sometimes
when the darkness of the night sky attracts more than the twinkling stars,
and I scream to be alone but all I want is for someone to hold me tight
when patience is elusive
when luck is hard
when even words fail,
and smiles disappear
Sometimes
when the past shines brighter than the present or the future,
and there are more questions than answers
when silence is not serene,
when even music does not soothe
Sometimes
when nobody inspires,
and I see no friends
when looking within becomes difficult
when my eyes to me speak the honest truth
Sometimes
when the darkness of the night sky attracts more than the twinkling stars,
and I scream to be alone but all I want is for someone to hold me tight
when it is difficult to locate the cacophony - is it the heart or the mind,
and I wish to turn numb to feel not emotions any more
Sometimes
when new beginnings become desirable but impossible,
when fiction seems better than reality
when I can dream no more,
and I can love no more
I ask myself what did I do.
How did I make my life like this.
How did I make my life like this.
But no answers come forth
Only silence stares back
Only silence stares back
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Thursday, August 4, 2011
In the middle of sea, changing the boats AGAIN
Its a familiar discomfort and an acquainted anxiety. Hoping for the best and struggling for stronger belief and conviction while still bravely battling the fear of failure.
Last four years have been particularly adventurous, thanks to my efforts to 'follow my heart' honestly and get myself out there, out of my comfort zone and venturing into new avenues for new experiences. Keyword: follow my heart.
July 2010 marked a professional transition from journalism to social media. And this is so important because I have been nurturing my journalism ambitions since my school days, specifically since the 9th standard (grade). I have written about the 5Ws (why, when, what, who, where) & 1H (how) of this episode here.
It has been a year since then and I am in the process of changing the boats again. In the middle of the sea.
I am happy to tell that I have found an almost perfect combination of two of my major interests - journalism and social media. PhD in new media journalism is my next journey, and yes I realize a rather long one.
While studying the course structure and requirements of American universities, I realized the lack of emphasis on research in Indian higher learning. Apart of the dissertation and a seminar paper, there is no other academic research experience I have. No paper presentations. No conferences. But a lot of internships.
I agree when this WSJ article quotes- “Basically, most of [India’s] B-schools are glorified placement agencies.”
Correction: Not just B-schools, C-schools too.
But the journey is more exciting, dangerous yes, but exciting too when against the tide. Or so I would like to believe, at least for sometime now!
There are some serious tense moments when all seems bleak and too risky, morning panic attacks are the worst. But again what is life living in a bubble? There are awesome friends to take care of my confidence, always with convincing, supporting words.
I can almost imagine myself standing at the end of the boat, looking at the new one waiting for me but then suddenly turning back to see all these people right behind me, exhorting and empathizing (empathy is cool).
However, the ropes are being drawn and necessary equipments gathered. The shift to the new boat will happen soon and successfully, I hope.
Even if I drown, no worries because I know how to swim ;)
Last four years have been particularly adventurous, thanks to my efforts to 'follow my heart' honestly and get myself out there, out of my comfort zone and venturing into new avenues for new experiences. Keyword: follow my heart.
July 2010 marked a professional transition from journalism to social media. And this is so important because I have been nurturing my journalism ambitions since my school days, specifically since the 9th standard (grade). I have written about the 5Ws (why, when, what, who, where) & 1H (how) of this episode here.
It has been a year since then and I am in the process of changing the boats again. In the middle of the sea.
I am happy to tell that I have found an almost perfect combination of two of my major interests - journalism and social media. PhD in new media journalism is my next journey, and yes I realize a rather long one.
While studying the course structure and requirements of American universities, I realized the lack of emphasis on research in Indian higher learning. Apart of the dissertation and a seminar paper, there is no other academic research experience I have. No paper presentations. No conferences. But a lot of internships.
I agree when this WSJ article quotes- “Basically, most of [India’s] B-schools are glorified placement agencies.”
Correction: Not just B-schools, C-schools too.
But the journey is more exciting, dangerous yes, but exciting too when against the tide. Or so I would like to believe, at least for sometime now!
There are some serious tense moments when all seems bleak and too risky, morning panic attacks are the worst. But again what is life living in a bubble? There are awesome friends to take care of my confidence, always with convincing, supporting words.
I can almost imagine myself standing at the end of the boat, looking at the new one waiting for me but then suddenly turning back to see all these people right behind me, exhorting and empathizing (empathy is cool).
However, the ropes are being drawn and necessary equipments gathered. The shift to the new boat will happen soon and successfully, I hope.
Even if I drown, no worries because I know how to swim ;)
Friday, March 25, 2011
Ek subah
Ek subah jab tuje mere paas dekha,
simat kar teri khushbu mein pighal gayi
waqt bhi wahi tehar gaya tha tuje dekhne
Jaise kudrat isi ke liye bani ho
Jaise main isi ke liye bani hoon
Yaad hoga tuje bhi ye pal
Tab se main teri khushbu hoon,
Teri saaso se tere ruh tak
simat kar teri khushbu mein pighal gayi
waqt bhi wahi tehar gaya tha tuje dekhne
Jaise kudrat isi ke liye bani ho
Jaise main isi ke liye bani hoon
Yaad hoga tuje bhi ye pal
Tab se main teri khushbu hoon,
Teri saaso se tere ruh tak
Kaisa ye din aaj aaya
Dekhne ke liye tumko tarasenge
Aisa ek din aaj aaya
Tere aanko mein baste the hum kabhi
Aaj dhoondte hai khudhko unn mein
Kaisa ye din aaj aaya
Tere hotho pe naam hamesha tha mera
Phir kaise aakhri mod pe
Tune naam kisi aur ka laya
Hum sochte hi reh gaye
Zindagi kuch hoti hi reh gayi
Ye kya kaise hua
Kuch samajh naa aaya
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