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Thank you for the pain

Thank you for the pain Which brought me to you

Darling Dear

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Darling dear, You are a fine accessory An important sub-component  A beneficial add-on You make life a little less beastly

Work in progress

I am not a finished product I am a work in progress But I hope you will stick with me And we will grow together

Time Pass

Drawing hearts on paper And thinking about you This has become My favorite Time Pass

Three books, late 2013

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I bought three books recently. Two from the internet, and one from attending the program where the book was launched. It is too early to write Review of the books as I have not read them completely, but this is only an introduction. 1. Indian Economy (For Civil Services Examinations) by Ramesh Singh. This was recommended by a friend who is appearing Civil Services Examination. I have sounded to him my interested to learn some basic economics and he recommended this. I have just read a couple of Chapters. The language is very simple and the concepts are made easy to understand, good for someone who is not from Economics background. In an economy, there are certain 'public goods' or 'social goods' which should not be 'marketized'. These are Education, healthcare, sanitation, water, nutrition, etc. Another interesting concept is that the Indian Economy jumped from Agrarian Economy to Service Economy, skipping the stage of Industrial Economy which was exp...

Textbookish love

I'm sorry If I am as boring as an academic textbook This I promise That I'll never fail you and will be with you through every semester of life

Photo Poem

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Love

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What's there in the achievement What's there in the accolade What's there in the name What's there in the fame When there is no love?

Isn't it sad

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Isn't it sad To have something worth dying for Which you know you will never have

Be

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I will let you be you Because I can't be what I am not

Tsazu

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Come up with me To the top of Tsazu Come, sit still by me And listen to the wind Let it blow against your face Let it blow away your pain

Romance

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  Romance A Danger A Possibility

A lifetime is too short

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She thinks she has age on her side She says she is not ready She thinks she has to first conquer the world Little does she know that A lifetime is too short for love

When it comes to..........

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When it comes to football, With a little warm-up training, I can become like Lionel Messi When it comes to f1 racing, With a little driving practice, I can become like Fernando Alonso When it comes to music, With a little vocal lesson, I can become like Josh Groban When it comes to preaching, With a little help from above, I can become like Billy Graham When it comes to acting, With a little encouragement from the director, I can become like Morgan Freeman But When it comes to love, With all the help in the universe, I will still be me ( finally, a love poem, after several years :)

Machine Mindedness

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Machine-minded He disposes and discharges As if they are tools in his hands Pity Those machine-like slaves But also him Who lost his soul. (frustrated at the way I was treated by superiors the last few days)

Silence

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(Tsazu, Kikruma) Silence doesn't mean it is over But when all is said and done The only option left is Silence.

A writer

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A writer is first a reader Then...

The Juice if flowing

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 It is 1:00 am  and neurons are firing. The juice is flowing and my pen is harvesting. Blessed be his name.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village, though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Robert Frost This is one of my favorite poems... studied it for exams in Pre-University days. Then after several years, I revisited it and thoroughly enjoyed discussing it with a friend next door in medical college. That was about 5 years ago. A few days back, I was stopped by in my life's journey to enjoy it again. I still have miles to go before I sleep.

If

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If you never try We can never be

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