SOMETIMES, I WISHED

Sometimes, some things you want to share
Of all what occurred in the past
I like you have at last dared
To say my heart, but it’s all so sour

Sometimes I wished it would never start
Sometimes I wished it would never end
Even though I knew that what happened
Was never ever in my hands

Sometimes I had a fight with my friends
Sometimes I was left alone
That was a feeling I could not stand
No matter I was at school or at home

Sometimes confusions surrounded me
And lies, betrayal would never leave
My life that I live with fear
Of little laughter and silent tears

Those little quarrels that got heated up
And all those fights I couldn’t stop
I wished they would all end one day
But not when we’re all out of age

I know I have so little humor
But that’s what life has made me
With all those lies and fake rumors
I wish one day I would be free

Sometimes, though, giggles knocked my door
Sometimes I had a ray of hope
But no saint, not even the pope
Could deny that fact that god’s with me no more

Infact, I doubt there is any god
For then the happiness wouldn’t have died
And left me alone with the darker side
Of all the moments that looked so bright

Sometimes I thought of ending it all
But I am not a coward so I won’t be called
For they wouldn’t understand as it’s easy for them
When they walk on a desert with so little sand

Sometimes I wished it would never start
Sometimes I wished it would never end
Because I cannot cross a wall so high
Or loosen myself from a grip so tight

But I know life goes on with all this pain
And so I’ll try, I’ll try again
Then I, with pride, would say
“I faced all the hurdles that came in my way.”

THE PRESENCE OF LORD

Once, as my routine, I was walking in the morning on the side of a sea .I suddenly noted the “footprints” walking with me and gladly confirmed THE PRESENCE OF THE LORD! I felt very happy. Loudly announced, looking to the rising sun, with the whims of sea and whitening music of wind, “Oh Lord! You’re with me, be with me.”

Thanking, believing and obeying are the virtues of his blessings that never end. After sometime, my mindset followed deep sorrows and distress. I was very sad and unhappy and felt the brooding spirit of despondency within the Clark rooms of my heart.
While following my morning walk path I noticed no footprints with me. I exclaimed loudly, “God, this is your treatment! While I was happy, smiling and sound you were with me and now when I’m weak with deep gloom and depression, you’re nowhere, no footprints of your presence. Oh lord! Where are you?”

As I walked further, no voice, no sound, only me and my apprehension. Suddenly, I heard an echo, which said, “my child, don’t worry! I am always with you. There are no footprints of mine because I am carrying you through your path. Remember, in your times of bad memories you are never alone. Almighty is there to carry you to the path of wellness, happiness and success!

“BEATIFUL PICTURES ARE CREATED BY
WASHING NEGATIVES IN A DARK ROOM”

When you feel the darkness remember God is on way to create beautiful moments in your life. So remember – “SUCCESS IS NEVER PERMANET AND FAILURE IS NEVER FINAL” and enjoy life’s further coming moments fully.

THE TERRIBLE THAKAR

A SARCASTIC INTRODUCTION
Here is a sweet narration of a teacher most loved by two of her most affectionate students. So let us exaggerate a bit of her charm and beauty and let our poem “THE TERRIBLE THAKAR” define the loveliness of her lectures.

Here the poem begins....

Ever seen a ghost?
It resembles thakar (name changed) the most
Her sharp features haunt our dream
And make us scream even in our sleep

We’ve seen mogambo, voldemort and gabbar
But they all look angels in front of thakar
At first I thought she won’t be bad
How wrong I was, it is so sad

Her scary eyes and lectures so lengthy
And what a misery they’re all in शुद्ध हिन्दी
She huffs and puffs and shouts and screams
“When will I get rid of these devilish beasts!”

To tell you the truth she is a physics teacher
But princy gave her maths for us to torture
The very word math’s now seems unknown to us
Seems like we are in a different universe

We never submit our books on time
This, she says, is a very big crime
She huffs and puffs and shouts and screams
“When will I get rid of these devilish beasts!”

If we knew that this lay ahead,
We would have been in bakshi’s instead
She says,” students! Improve, will you?”
We wondered always do we need to.
She looks at us as if we are mental
The day is not far when we’ll be in hospital

She is the reason why I have stopped dreaming
And why on my birthday I woke up screaming
She huffs and puffs and shouts again….
Oh! forget it, let the poem end.