Alt Tabbing Through Life

Morning coffee incomplete without news on the web

One headline to another, interests very soon ebb

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The lunch is incomplete without a SMS from the cell

No attention whatsoever to food’s taste or smell

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Afternoon coffee incomplete without a status update

Within minutes replies to it is what we await

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Dinner remains incomplete without a chat on GTalk

No catching up on the day, no post-dinner walk

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No time to sit and just ponder, gazing at the sky

We’re busy Alt-Tabbing through life, not living it, just letting it go by……….

A love so profound

Every single dawn, made possible because he comes

Every single dusk, made beautiful because he goes

Every single one of us, walking because he’s there

Every single plant, every leaf, every single rose

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His rays kiss her, every minute of the day, everyday

Never does he say to her, “You owe me all that”, oh my!

Look what a love like that does to this cosmos,

A love as selfless as that of the Sun, lights up the whole sky

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Pritesh

PS: Dedicated to the love of my life – Ananth :)

My self-written destiny

The echo of a warm Hello
Haunts me to this day
The sounds of merry talk
Lost to death and dismay
.
A drop fell from the sky
Many palms outstretched
A ruthless tussle ensued
The drop, the winner fetched
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With a drop on my palm
And one in my eyes
No more warm hellos
Or teary Good-Byes
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Oh! What has become
Of the world, you and me
There is just this “I”
All else is enemy
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The little ray of light
Coming from the east
Made me see myself
The cruel, selfish beast
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My gentle loving hands
Are no longer alive
Claws, sharp and grim
Are helping me survive
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Fighting the ones I loved
A battle for you or me
This darkness is my Fate
My self-written Destiny
- Pritesh (with the help of Sujit)

This poem is inspired by Sujit’s post (http://sujitkc.blogspot.com/2010/05/dark-night.html), particularly the last part:

“A long dark night awaits. A very long, a very dark night. Then, we’ll most probably not have the luxury to exchange pleasantries at cafe. There will no lunch and snacks to go together to, because there will be only so much as only either of us will be able to eat. Not you and me. It’ll be you or me! In those dark times, we may have to avoid each other’s eyes. For it’s hard to look into the eyes of a person you are killing. We will soon be fighting each other. Killing each other. Just like beasts! Because there will soon be so little left to survive on, that we have to reduce ourselves to savage ways even to exist.


Meet you in the battleground. Meet you in the jungle. Meet you in the dark night.”

She flies high

The sky, with its endless expanse,

Stretched out before her eyes,

Undaunted, she stared at it,

Passionate, determined and wise

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A dream she nurtured, all these years

Rising high, conquering the sky

Wings attached to her dainty self

She could fly, fly and fly……..

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It wasn’t an easy dream to have

There came hurdles, big and small

She faced, fought and won them over

Emerging a winner, standing tall

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The wagging tongues, pointing fingers

She silenced them with her power

There she goes, blazing a trail

All around her, hurdles cower

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Whoever told her, she couldn’t

Has been proven so very wrong

Amid disapprovers, she shines bright

Forever determined, forever strong……..

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Dedicated to Kavita………:-)

What is Awesome without "me"?

There’s no ‘lovely’ without any ‘love’

No ‘yours’ either without ‘you’ in it

No ‘noteworthy’ till there is ‘worth’

‘Superior’ lost without ‘super’ in it

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‘Joyous’ is incomplete without ‘us’

‘Miserable’ comes with ‘miser’ too

‘Liveliness’ is nothing till you ‘live’ it

‘Health’ is where you ‘heals’ you

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No matter where life takes you,

There shall always be

A string in your hand

‘Awesome’ is nothing without ‘me’……

- Pritesh

Butterflies are never ugly.....

Hopping from flower to flower,

Wrapped in a rainbow of your own,

O my dear creature of beauty,

Reveal to me your secret unkown

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I’ve met your siblings, your babies,

Your neighbours, your better half,

Such outstanding beauty you all possess,

In your aura, I all but gaffe

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Seating herself gracefully on a leaf,

She folded her hands gently and said,

Ever given it a conscious thought?

If not, roll it around now in your head

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No butterfly is ever ugly, you know,

But that is what we have become,

After a long journey, not so pretty,

What you see now, is its sum

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We were not always bright like this,

Ugly we were, all mottled and grey,

Cramped together, fighting to survive,

In one place, a group of larvae

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Change we did, with time and toil,

Overcoming our our ugly skin,

Spring we do lovely colourful wings,

And a new life we begin

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Butterflies are never ugly,

For they go through a tough spell,

Having fought it all and making it,

In their beauty, they now revel