Don't bother, I'm enough

 Talking to myself, one day

(I have been doing that a lot),

Calculating the emotions spent

And those still left to pay.

I knew this bleeding had to clot.

People love when it is convenient,

Not even knowing what they sign up for.

They bother only to take a peek,

Never wanting to dive deep—

It’s scary.

Raw emotions, demons, wounds

They don’t want to see.

Claiming to know a person inside out

While never letting them out of their clout.

Everyone’s got one mate—

It’s yourself, the one you hate.

You doubted him for far too long,

Abused him all along,

Abandoned him for others

While he suffered and endured.

You searched for a cure

For that ailing heart,

Never sure,

And it never worked.

Love was bargained for deeds done,

Respect earned by being nice.

Things you wouldn’t do for anyone

Done for an ounce of kindness

In the eyes

Of a person you admire.

You have been lying to yourself—

Liar!

Never told you’re lovable as you are,

Comparing your limbs to people with wings.

You start hating your physical being,

Living in a bubble

Until you reach midlife.

When you lose yourself on a daily basis,

It never occurred to me

That I lived in traces.

Finally, the dawn for the pawn—

Now I even love my yawn.

I’ve always been enough;

People just don’t have the guts to love

Without changing me

For themselves, for their perfect version—

What I never was

And will never be.

I water myself daily;

The buried seed will grow.

Time to lay low and grind silently.

The beast will show up

One day.

:- Pritesh

Don't look back

Try not to look behind,

You've left it in the past.

The ache, the silent cries—

They were never meant to last.

If you dare to take a glance,

The pain may start to grow.

You’re still too raw to dance

With wounds you used to know.

Close your eyes, breathe in deep,

Let gratitude unfold.

Recall the laughs you vowed to keep,

The memories made of gold.

You've walked through fire and flame,

Don’t let it be in vain.

It stung, it broke, it bruised your name—

But still, you wore the pain.

Now stand up tall, let your light rise,

With dignity intact.

Be your own best friend, the truest prize—

No strength or grace you lack.

You’ve come so far—remember this:

You're worthy, whole, and wise.

Keep reaching for your boundless bliss,

And kiss yourself with pride.

- Pritesh 

Doorway

I locked up the child

In a deep, dark cave,

Hidden in plain sight,

Guarded by stonewalls and a heavy lock.

He cried alone,

His feelings ran deep.

It was cathartic—

His sacred keep.

Tears fell, pious and pure,

Each one a remedy,

A healing tide that left scars in its wake.

Can pain ever truly be taken away?

He longed for longing—

To be touched by belonging,

To curl into a warm embrace,

And never be judged—

For being weak,

For being meek,

For needing too much,

For desiring touch,

For lust,

For mistrust,

For love that went unfelt,

For every blow that hit below the belt.

He stood there,

No longer waiting.

Time tested him—he grew old.

He never thought he'd open the door again,

Beaten by each failed escape.

Sometimes, joy and ache came as one—

The thrill of loving without being loved.

He would write,

But never speak,

Trapped in a place

Where no light seeped.

Looking up for a doorway to open up,

He felt the music trickling through,

He hadn't moved,

The window was open though,

He understood how songs and ballads are written in silence,

They come from a dark place where feelings are hidden.

Waiting to be sung... Somewhere.. someday...

- Pritesh

27

The gifts you gave, 27 of them..
Love incorporated in each emblem..
The football mug sits over my desk pretty..
Reminds of the day when together we had tea..
The alarm clock has a guitar that comes alive..
To wake your man who is already sleep deprived..
The vase has no flowers still..
Waiting fr my princess' roses to get filled..
Two frames sit high on the rack..
Our moments captured to be put back to back..
The blanket reminds me of you..
I wrap it around to get a feel of you..
The pillow is my saviour when I am alone..
I hug it tight while lying prone..
The gadget has you in every screen..
Around the woods where we lean..
The drape is warm but not yet used up.
With you not around , I no more feel like dressing up..
The chime and the catcher keeps me sound at night..
The earcuffs are warm and light...
The sandals make me look like bugs bunny
The piggy bank helps me save money..
The candles are waiting fr you to ignite
The shower the soap and the moment right..
The costers and the crystals have found there place..
With your pretty face on, they will never be misplaced..
The jacket is thin but your love keeps me warm..
My best gift is you ..your smile and your charm. Thank you so much love.

:-Pritesh

The Proposal

Today
While the moon in the sky stares the earth…(E… C…D….E)
Is the time when our journey takes its birth…(Am.. C….Am)

Where the earth meets the air…(C)
We have so much love to share….(Am)
Where the air meets the fire….(C)
I have you to admire…(Am)
Where the fire meets the water blue….(Bm)
I can see its reflections in your eyes with love so true…(C..D..C..E) X 2

Today
While the moon in the sky stares the earth…(E… C…D….E) x 2
Is the time when our journey takes its birth…(Am.. C….Am)
{ Where the water meets the sky…(C)
And you could see the fire fly…(Am) } X 2
Sitting down singing for you… (Bm)
I thank God for giving me the moment to stay with you…. (C..D..C..E) X 2

Today
While the moon in the sky stares the earth…(E… C…D….E) x 2
Is the time when our journey takes its birth…(Am.. C….Am)

{When the moon and the stars look down…(Am..)
To my princess in her gown… (Am..)} X 2
Your twinkling eyes and the radiance … (Bm)
Make them jealous enough to lose their shine and frown….(…E)


I ask your soul for my heart.
Your hurts, your cries, your laughs, your lies,
Your smile your tears, yours ambitions your fears….
I take your everything in full sentiments..
I pledge in the presence of all the five elements…
In this celestial ambience my princess when the universe just froze…
I ask your fragile fingers for the ring in my rose…

Marry Me ANUBHA….

The Soul Song

Oh thou mystery ave, thou chose me to love.
Thou are naïve , they will say, how can a cuckoo get a dove.
You are a wanderer flying long, while I sing in my nest.
People sit beside me for the song, and then leave in hest.

I sung a lullaby for them, since nobody stayed for the sonnet,
Was happy with my poems, and them calling me a poet.
One day I left my nest, and flew towards the mounts,
Was singing aloud and my best, seeing the beauty abound.

Thou were nearby, you could feel the song from my soul,
The soul song pierced thy, heart and love flowed through the hole.
Unaware of what has happened, were back in our nests,
Something destined, was about to happen for the best.

Flying high and flying low, you thought about your soul song,
Thy eyed by the vultures shied below, perched on the shady tree strong.
Nested above in my lonely nest, I sung and waited for you.
Thou will find your song by travelling west, were sure and you knew.

I welcomed you and sung the song, and waited for you to leave like others,
But you wanted to make a nest, and brood thy ”Feathers”,
I knew you won’t leave, so wanted to sing the sonnet I had prepared.
Didn’t know you would like it or not, because never before I dared.

I started it but you already knew the song,
Together we sung, we sung for long,
From the dusk till dawn, we kept singing,
With the feeling that kept sinking.

We have found the song, which lingered in our soul,
We decided to sing together , sing till thy get old,
We will teach it to others, my flock and thy kins,
Will send it to heaven, to release us from sins.

by:-
Pritesh

My Best Friend's Wedding

For the couple who showed me what true love is,
For the people who are so madly, deeply in love ,
For the people who are so integral part of my life,
For the person who is my best friend,
And his better half,
This piece speaks for my unsaid feelings on their behalf...

To the cutest couple ever... AKASH AND PRACHI

I never got a chance to tell you,
How much I get inspired by the love of you two,
Out of the many couples I know,
The sacred love like yours is shared by only a few.

I define love by your names,
I define passion by your flames.
My camera loves it when you two are in frame,
And clicks a picture perfect for which I am blamed.

The love you share,
Is blessed divine ,
You are the angels sent by Gods,
To propagate their sacred line,

Lucky am I to breathe the fragrance of your love,
Which has made a crow's heart into the heart of a dove.
It tried to fly it tried to connect,
But never could find a scent so perfect,
As there is the air,
That you two share.

You have unknowingly raised,
The standards of what I called love,
Coz now I seek a match,
Which can even attempt to match,
The passion of yours...

This holy day of your unison,
Prayers are being sent to heaven,
In line,
Is A small prayer of mine,
I wish you own a place so fine,,
Where I can often invite myself to dine.
I wish you travel to exotic worlds and wilderness,
To fill your soul with eternal happiness,
I wish you busy weekdays and leisurely weekends.
To chill and relax with your beloved and friends.
My one selfish wish donno will be granted or not,
I wish your company for the vacations I sought.
I know we will be busy saving lives,
But Guys! We will find some time out for a scuba dive.
Or boat rides in serene lagoons,
Making up a bonfire and staring the moon.
With 'The Ones' we ought to be,
And maybe, just may be with your babies. ;)

Congratulations on the start of your forever.
May the two of you live happily ever-after.
And keep looking cute with yours 'even cuter' babies together.
Just remember this little heart and his prayer.


HAVE A MARVELOUS WEDDING AND A KICKASS HONEYMOON TRIP....
KEEP STUNNING AND INSPIRING ME WITH YOUR LOVE...


-- Pritesh ;)

Walls

Love is undefined,
Cannot be confined,
Heart tends to fly,
Sublimly destined.

It does wanna dance,
Longs prestine romance,
But the memories,
Deter another chance.

The sacred heart had cried,
The God within had died,
Ego like a father,
Rescued his dying child.

The soul now rests apart,
Ego stands its guard,
Fenced all around,
Sleeps the sacred heart.

It works round the clock,
Keeps adding bricks and blocks,
There is no gateway,
Does have a lumpy lock.

Locked inside are dreams,
Memories sweet as cream,
And in its dark dungeons,
Some fears unreamed.

There is a light above,
It could see the star of love,
In its drowsy slumber,
It often wakes up.

It dreams that it would fall,
Take down the guarding walls,
Charging down the fears,
Will make the wake up call.

Love it would be,
Love it is,
Love will make "Me" fall,
Take down the guarding "Walls"....

by:-
Pritesh

O Naadan parindey ghar aaja.....

Spoiler alert( people who haven't read R2020 plzz escape the last para and those who already have are welcome to join the discussion.)

Last one month was the best since I joined my post graduation. After the scorching and chaotic A unit, B unit is like an oasis for the Orthopaedics first year resident where one can take rest, ponder over the journey so far and get ready for miles more that are yet to be covered. Well I have been doing exactly the same. Life happened to me and was ready with its big questions once again. Over the span of past 3 years I have lost myself quite a number of times finding the answers to these . I was able to figure out a few and left the others to reveal themselves when the time is right. this time I got stuck again. The question was concurrently relevant.
I asked myself "How much selfish I could be?" We all are a bit selfish, we are self obsessed, we cater for our needs first. We dont give a damn if some one is dying when our lives are on stake. These all revelations came to me after seeing life and death both very very closely and repeatedly. Although I wasn't direcly involved, this human nature intrigued me. Is being selfish bad ? Or it depends on one's own conscience, which can handle the guilt feeling. One can't be selfish if one's conscience doesn't allow. After all we can cheat others not ourselves. When people commit sins, are they always wrong ? Its all very relative... like Einstein's 'Theory of Relativity'. Selflessness is virtue of saints not normal human beings. Then how a normal human being comment on the others act s an act of selfishness or selflessness being completely unaware about their story. All this judging phenomena is a vicious cycle complicating things. After this realisation dawned upon me, I decided one thing "I will never judge a person on his/her single act of selfishness". In lieu of that I allowed myself to be a little selfish for myself. And that has eased things for me. Now I am happier than I used to be. I feel free. I have stopped getting hurt and so I rarely hurt anyone.

"What one needs to be really happy ?? How can one be absolutely self content?" Was the next big question. Who is the happiest person on earth ?? Not necessarily Bill Gates or Dhirubhai Ambani coz I'm sure they have their issues too. Babaji who has denounced life and went to Himalayas to be in unison with God ? I dont think so... they stopped life happening to them. I see them as quitters who have quit the game of life coz they couldn't beat the highest score.
Finally I figured out, you just need yourelf to be really happy. Yeah, call me selfish, but thats the truth. Most self obsessed people are or were really happy. Call me a big fan of Einstein but he is the biggest example. People who are visionary, who are obseessed with an idea, with a dream, with a person(well that can be contrary if its not the other way round).
To conclude people in love are really happy. People who are in love with themselves, with someone, with an idea, with a dream, with a passion. Selfishness is not that bad if that does no harm to others. People call reserved people nerdy, unsocial and selfish. I respect them. Coz they respect themselves. They love themself and their passion. In reality they dont need somene to connect to, they are the least needy and the strongest of all. They are in direct unison with God. And they bring the CHANGE.


Just finished reading revolution 2020 today. The book kept me hooked and thinking. There was something in the book which connected us. Was it the Varanasi connection, the relevant plot, a selfish love story told unbiased with honesty, or the selfless end for the good of everyone? I kept thinking over the plot again and again whole night, with Rockstar's - "Naadaan Parindey" in infinite loop , got up late, reached on time somehow, but got scolded by the Professor for my absent mindedness during rounds. Nevertheless, the book left an open ended question, like Bhagat said "Let the readers decide whether the protagonist was good or bad". In my opinion he was just another person in love which made him do crazy things to get the girl of his dreams, he was justified in taking revenge from life which screwed him earlier, although his methods were corrupt. After he was done and achieved everything including the girl of his dreams and was all set for roaring future ahead, his conscience got moved by a single glimpse of a sick child and a passionate person committed to bring the change in society. His silent appeal was strong enough to make him change his biggest decision, his motivation for everything. In the end the good person inside him won. He appeared a loser at first but he saved himself from feeling like a loser everday. He would have woken up beside his girl of dreams in his mansion, with royal breakfast ready to be served, Mercedes and Ambassadors all lined up for caravan but deep inside he will still feel like a minion. It takes a lionheart to give back the thing which you have got after striving for your whole life, his only reason to live. Every revolution starts like this, with people's sacrifices and even bigger sacrifices like this. After Anna's campaign, the book's content seemed even more relevant. it has come out at the right time. It can act as a nitrous oxide boost in an engine ready to go. What Chetan wants to bring is not impossible, and he is targeting the right people. Only we can bring the change. Lets join hands.

O Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja
O Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja
O Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja
Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja aa aa..

Kyun desh-bidesh phire maara
Kyun haal-behaal thaka haara
Kyun desh-bidesh phire maara
Tu raat-biraat ka banjara
O Nadan Parinde ghar aaja
Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja aa aa..
Naadan Parinde ghar aaja
Sau dand badan pe phele hain
Har karam ke kapde mele hain

Kaate chahe kitna paro se hawao'n ko
Khud se naa bach paayega tu
Tod aasmano ko
Phook de jahaano ko
Khud ko chhupa naa payega tu
Koi bhi le rasta tu hai tu le hasta
Apne hi ghar aayega tu

O Nadaan ...
O Nadaan parindey ghar aaja
Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja aa aa..
Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja
Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja
Nadaan Parindey ghar aaja

Kaaga re kaaga re mori itni araj tose
Chun chun khaaiyo maans
Kaaga re kaaga re mori itni araj tose
Chun chun khaaiyo maans

Re jiya re khaaiyon na tu naina mor
Khaaiyon na tu naina mor
Hai piya ke milan ki aas
Khaaiyon na tu naina mor
Khaaiyon na tu naina mor
Hai piya ke milan ki aas

O Nadaan ...
O Nadaan parindey ghar aaja
Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja... Ghar aaja aa aa..




PLAY YOUR PART !!!!!

Crossroads

Was undergoing writer's block for quite sometime now, ignored my blog for about 2 months or so, blame it on exams or the mind full of eponyms, weird procedures and names of drugs...lolz.


Rekindle me, I'm all burnt out,
A head full of ideas now has nothing to shout,
The river has stopped flowing downstrream,
Her meanders have lost curves but she can't scream,
It was anticipated, it was meant,
To fulfill a dream I once dreamt,
The drought should end, the barriers are meant to be broken,
Is this a punishment for the road not taken?
As the road demanded a softer longer tread,
The hungry traveller definitely needed some bread,
Have no regrets as it was right,
The other road is definitely not out of sight,
Let the moment pass, let me be away from distractions
I'm not far away from bypass, and the roads meet at conjunction.
Will travel a single path henceforth,
This journey seems difficult but its definitely not worth loathe,
So let the pipes be blown, let the songs be sung,
Let the spooky stars be shown, let the darling moon be hung.

By:-
Dr.Pritesh

Treason : Taken from Paulo Coelho's 30 sec's story on his blog... must read.

Walking down the street, the prophet asked: “aren’t we all children of the same Eternal Father?”
The multitude agreed. And the prophet went on: “and if that is so, why do we betray our brother?”

A boy who was watching asked his father: “what does betray mean?”
“It means to trick your companion in order to gain a certain advantage.”
“And why do we betray our companion?” insisted the boy.
“Because in the past somebody began all that. Ever since then, nobody knows how to stop the wheel. We are always betraying or being betrayed.”
“Then I won’t betray anyone,” said the boy.

And so he did. He grew up and suffered a lot during his life, but kept his promise.
His children suffered less and endured fewer hardships.
His grandchildren did not suffer at all.


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I just wish if everybody learns from this.. this world will be a much better place.

I like watching you fall asleep

" A thing of beauty is a joy for ever" : Keats

Very well said by John Keats. Beauty can be such an inspiration. And that is what my committed friends quote for their rescue when their girl-friends find them mooning over a pretty face. lolz...
To beauty itself :-

I like watching you fall asleep,
To see your drowsy lids giving way to slumber,
A dream getting ready to take a leap,
But you resisting it to see me mumble,
To myself, "Oh!! God, She is so beautiful!!",
Slowly then you close your eyes,
Saying,"I am not sleepy,just having a good look at the inside of my eyes",

Its 3'o in the morning,
And you are fast asleep,
Hair is all messed up,
And your lips are tulips,
The REM sleep takes over you,
As you delve into your dreams like a mermaid,
And the eyeballs start moving in saccades,
I bring my eyes closer to yours,
To decipher the dream moving through your eyes,
But all I can feel is your breath and my sighs,
They get synchronous in rhythm,
And a peck on your lips makes me numb.

You smile in your sleep,
As if it touched your soul,
Keeping your head on my chest,
You tell me " Darling!! Am so cold "

By:-
Dr.Pritesh

ETC... Re-expanded

EXPECTATION


Expectations,
Love thou bring forth,
Smiles if true,
Else they never knew,
What a guessing game,
Everyone's a lame,
Easy if you,
Stop expecting and do your due,
Champ you will become,
Coz everybody wants "some",
Its a centile what you expected at some stage,
A patient hearing of your rage,
Never will they know,
But slowly it will grow,
Happiness enqueued,
Reason - You know, its "YOU".

TRUST

Trust,
Love thou break not,
Once a diamond becomes coal,
Only to ablaze the soul,
Ignited, extinguished, ignited again,
Like simultaneous wind and rain,
Better to bury it inside the earth,
Time may metamorphose it into "something" worth.

COMMITMENT

Commitment,
Love thou fear not,
Fear dilutes this elixir pure,
You might not again be this sure,
Instincts and impulses are often right,
Shovel the clouds aghast, covering this starry night,
Unexpressed, unsaid,
Like a zombie you live half dead,
Dumb and awestruck being inconsiderate,
They may leave you only with memories to regret,
Love is a Tsunami,Let it sweep you off your feet,
Like a Rum bottle, when drunk neat,
Get toxic, get diseased,
You just don't know when this high tide recedes,
Coz love being blind is also deaf, answers no calls,
A blue whale in Pacific,
Gets reduced to a goldfish in a glass bowl.

by:-
Dr.Pritesh

My School Days : A tribute to my Alma Mater ... "Happy Teachers Day" all.

Remember the first day of our school,
New uniform, water-bottle, tiffin - it was all so cool,
But deep inside there was something that wasn't funny,
"Mumma Mumma " - we cried with our noses running,

With fear of the unknown, waved our mothers bye bye at the gate,
To meet a new one in the class asking us kindly to stop crying, our first mate,
She was, I would say, Mother Teresa in a long skirt,
I still remember you Mrs Dicona as my class teacher, first.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Those li'l blocks, those small cars,
That red building, the "Bahadur" who knew us all.
That train to the toilet,
Just before the lunch,
Despite that we dared to wet,
What a naughty bunch !! :-)

We grew and we can feel it grow with us,
The playground got better and bigger was our bus,
We passed classes in hop, skip and jump,
Great was the music when we played the thump.
Hanging out in secluded places alone or in gangs,
Caught during the gang-wars by principal exchanging slangs,
Standing in front of the office in sun,
Whispering - "Dude!! 'Somebody' gonna hit us really hard, better run."

Illegal Diwali celebrations in toilets by 'incense-sticks timed bombardments',
Leaving the poor door injured and as as frail as a parchment,
Fete, exhibitions, Teacher's day, Sports day Heats,
Scared the hell out of some - Parents' & Teacher's meet.

Despite all the fun and the pranks,
Exams were the onething we were afraid of, to be frank,
"She will be impressed if I get the first rank",
Lost in her thoughts all nights and then leaving the paper blank,
Getting over the first crush after the results,
Pledging and saying to yourself -"XII Boards this year, are you nuts ?"

Finally, the day came, it was our "Farewell",
"Adieu!!" our Alma-Mater said, and we were out of the shell,
With roses topped with tear drops as dew,
We were about to enter the world which was entirely new.
Blessings, wishes, teachings and memories,
Were all we could carry with us, leaving behind our "Angels" and the "Fairies".
Teachers- "We never got that love again which we got from you,
When the world comes hard on us , its your teachings and blessings that get us through,
Our teachers who laid our foundations and paved our lanes,
Lets prove them right that we are "unshakeable" and ready to face the Hurricanes.

HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY TO ALL THE TEACHERS OF MY SCHOOL LIFE.

Few lines for my mentor Tr. Sangeeta :-

You are one human being overflowing with love,
The person who held us all just like a hub,
Mother of "The Pride(XIIth -B)" who trained all the cubs,
During the dark days your words were the light bulb,

Many consider you special and I am just one of those,
Rare, I would say, as thorns never dared to grow on this rose,
You believed in us so much even when we doubted that we may miss by "This close",
Ma'm your committment and hard-work shows,
How you became "The best" , everyone knows.

Happy Teachers Day , Ma'm :-) !!!!!!!!!!!


By:-
Pritesh

My Starlets

Its Rakhshabandhan today and its raining outside. The last courier from one of my cousin sisters just arrived and many couriers still somewhere in between are trying to get through the jammed Varanasi to reach me. Thanks to the postal department and DTDC, they can't deliver a courier in seven days which they claim to reach in 3 days.Anyhow, was feeling lonely today like many previous Rakhis and the delay added to my loneliness. But even that couldn't decrease my love for my sister cousins who never forget to send me rakhi wherever they are and however busy they may be. So, instead of waiting I thought of writing this piece. Before you start reading this, I want to tell my sisters -
" I love you like anything, I am missing you like never before,
I wished you all were here, or God had given me wings four,
Or would have been able to ride the clouds that are causing this shower,
To meet you all in this very hour".

For my starlets:-

Everyday since my birth I could remember,
I longed for the purest love, sweet and tender,
I knew exactly what it will feel,
Coz I felt that vibe when my mother's touch healed.

In want of more warmth I waited several winters,
Always asked my Mom - "I need a sister",
But god had plans that differed,
Deprived, alone, I used to wither.

Was loved deeply without anyone to share,
Always cared for but none for me to care.

Every rainy August, the paper boats made by me used to drown,
But my baby girl wasn't there to tease me for that and clap around,
To push me in the rain and get me wet,
And complain to Maa -" Why he is always using the internet?"
Snatching away my cellphone and trying to read my messages,
Freaking out when it said - " Only authorised access,
Catching me talking over the phone at night,
Wondering if I found my Miss Right,
Fighting over the larger piece of pizza,
"Gimme dat ya sunaun mummy ko tera Goa wala kissa"
Telling mom everytime " You love him more!!!" and cry,
Drawing her close and then telling her " Someone loves you more re and that's your bhai ".


Mom told me, "Your baby girl is a star in the sky",
So whenever I saw a shooting star I would run to the horizon and look by,
He used to watch from the top and smile,
One day he said to me, "Look around!! Starlets have arrived."
Your love, I think is sufficient for one plus four,
Just as you wanted I give you "MORE"."

I thank you God for such lovely younger sister cousins,
They are five but mischiefs are enough to dazzle a dozen.
Only truth, no lies implied my cherry-pies,
You five are really the apple of my eyes.
By:-
Yours,
"Sonu Bhaiya"

Messages for you this rakhi:-

Shipra Shekhar- You are special in every possible way,
So never doubt youself,okay,
You came and were there for me when I really needed you,
After you came I wished to have sister like you, two,
You never made me feel that I was not your blood,
This feeling can't be expressed in words,
The bond we developed will never die,
However busy I may be with my life,
And certainly not even after I get a wife :-).he he
I am really missing you this Rakhi.
Just Got your card and rakhi.Thank you.

Sneha Shekhar - We don't get to talk that much(thanks to your university for banning cellphones),
But I love you dear too much,
All the best for your life ahead. Get through NET, I wanna see you a scientist.

Snigdha Sukun - Limey !! Now don't ever get afraid of injections,
They are better than catching infections.
Get well soon. Want to see you run like before.
Waiting for your Rakhi!!!

You two are too young to read this. Anyways:-
Sona - Thank you for coming to me this Rakhi. You are the only one near to me at present. Hope you liked the present. This seven year old considers herself as a soap opera star and Sonam kapoor would shy away if she saw her attitude.:-) Good luck Miss India.

Pankhuri- Future Miss Sunita Williams!! Gotto study loads for that. All the best.

A letter to an Egoistic Boss

Dear Dr.(Mr) Egoist,

My heartiest condolences to you after the death of your self-respect whose ghost is haunting you in the form of your infalliable ego.Alas! That could have been saved if you knew what is the difference between self-respect and ego that is same as alive and dead, angel and devil.
Your desire for respect ultimately made you loose your "self-respect" and turn it around in a negative way. You are not realising it at this time but the height your ego has achieved will definitely make you fall one day and then you won't be able to stand up. I know you are a miserable person. Whenever you look around you see yourself surrounded by successful people who have achieved the zenith of achievements that makes your ego crave for the same but you don't know the basic difference between them and yourself - they stand high in the eyes of the people
and you look down upon people so that you may rise above yourself. Sir,a person is great because people make them great. Greatness is never self-proclaimed. I don't know but you should have known this after years of experience and you don't need someone who has just entered the world to make you understand this. Power, prestige and prowess are to be commanded never demanded. If people consider you are really
worth it then you won't have to ask for that.

Anger, the one weapon which everyone uses as food for his ego, never realising what a wolf he is feeding who can eat you up anytime once you let it loose.
But the temporary strength which one feels after that makes him feel good - Ah !!! He has satisfied one of the instincts - the ego instinct.
What power I feel, I can ruin anyone, I have the power, I feel the power, I can crush anyone , I love myself, I hate everyoone else, "Aham Brahmasmi!!!"
The moment you think all this a part inside you will die, the part which is the life force inside you and it is overtaken by another force - the "anti-life" force.
Energy is replaced by energy but thats not all the same. Energy can create and so it has power to destroy also. And that is killing you for sure I know. And even you know this. But you can't see your destruction, coz you yourself proclaim that you can't be destroyed.

Whatever wrong you have done to me, I forgive you for that. I am here just to make you realise what wrong you are doing to yourself. I want you to wake up from your conscious sleep and belief on which you are sleeping over for years now.
I know this letter will hurt you where you hate it the most, your sweet ego, but once you realise it you will achieve the peaceful state of mind which you have desired for so long. You will be really really happy.
You will get whatever you wanted, that will be the rebirth of your self-respect. So stop looking it outside. Look inside yourself.

Expecting some improvement with this medicine,
Yours Intern,
Pritesh

Once it rains.... : To the ever elusive Monsoons

Get into my mind, can you ??
Search my soul, will you ??
Have been searching it for a long long time,
The right path gave me an unwanted shunt,
Can you help me in my treasure hunt??

Can you read my thoughts?
They usually get wary and I get lost.
Hah!!! What an oxymoron I spell aloud,
When I say - "Nah !!!! I am used to walking alone in the crowd."

What has happened to me,
I am not whom I used to be,
I have changed before, have changed for the good,
This time I am resisting change hard, the hardeset I could.

Coz I think I am becoming like you,
Alike,
"A-chord", it strikes,
It was difficult to find my mirror-self,
Harder still is to resist the change now in myself!!

To save few, one has to sacrifice one-self,
Nothing's left with me, somebody please help !!!!
Gave everything, an empty soul,
Waiting for the monsoons to fill the hole,
To imbibe life once again,
It will change -
"Once it rains,
Once it rains,
Once it rains"

Waiting for the monsoons....

by :-
Dr.Pritesh

Let it go, slowly !!! To my best pals.....

Guys !!! I nedn't say it this time... coz i know you already know.. but still this one's for you all. Take away one part of my heart because you all deserve it rogues :-)... kamino.. lolzz ..here it goes:-

What do you do,
When you can't vent out the truth?
Coz there is nobody to listen,
For you are considered too strong for wrongs to happen,
But we all have our weaknesses,
Needing a lap to bury our faces,
And cry,
Till the tears dry,
That one person with whom you are never shy,
Coz you know he/she will just listen and won't ask why,
Find her in your Mom,
He can be your best friend Tom,
Just be thankful to God for him/her,
And if nobody is present thank God for being there,
For giving the strength to bear the punch,
To see the lonesome heart getting munched,
Leaving it hardened n dried as a pearl-shell,
Inside which a maiden would dwell,
Protected from treachery, away from deceit,
In a world marvellous in which only happiness repeats .

By:-
Dr.Pritesh

A Long Drive : Dedicated To the would be "Great Couple"

Today's mock test was just good, to make it better my cousin bro promised me a five star treat... Hmmm... bro !!! Getting married , save something for our bhabhi too... :-). Neways m banking on you that this time you will keep your promise otherwise bhabhi hain na complain ke liye... :-)

This one goes for you n our lovely bhabhi.... wish you many many romantic long drives like this... luv ya both :-

Somewhere round the corner,
An Angel waits so quiet,
People watch and pass by,
She looks for her Knight.

Waiting, waiting, waiting,
Seems like a decade since the last sight.
Patience, patience honey,
A bit longer take it might.

Look at you, Look at you.
Soooo beautiful in White !!!
A road wide open ,and dusky twilight,
Voyage of a lifetime,To be covered in a night.

Our Castle on the move,
As swift as a Kite.
Passions mounting higher,
With every breath and sigh.

A run along the coast,
The winds kissing Goodbye.
Oh ! What a moment!!!
A moment to live and die.

Words fail me again,
I really pity my plight!!
Clapton to my rescue,
It plays "Wonderful tonight..."

Numb to feel the cold wind,
what an emotional height.
Cuddled in my arms,
You are warm, alright ??

Stopping by a stream, a Heavenly delight,
Ripples getting smoother, and moon's got a bite,
Awesome smell the violets and the lady of the Knight,
Wanna know further ?? Use your imaginary flight... lolz

By:-
Dr.Pritesh

The Human Brain : Just Faaaascinating

I was reading Human Physiology for my PG preparation these days and I got fascinated by the human brain. The most vital structure of the human body remains the least explored even at the present times with all the modern technologies at our beck and call but to understand the working of human brain still remains a challenge to the neuro-scientists. What we know till day is just some anatomy, some significant areas of our interests medically and used for curing diseases but nobody paid attention to the vastly barren areas of human brain. Just because it seems too difficult to penetrate, increasing complexity at each step and lack of Human volunteers and research funds not sufficing enough to encourage the scientists interested. In the brain what fascinated me most was the limbic system and the hippocampus, the generator of all emotions and feelings - both positive and negative. It is said that all the great persons had something in common their approach towards life and their way of thinking. Well the answer to greatness lies somewhere in between the layers of cortex of the limbic system, allocortex and juxtallocortex. The whole brain appears to me as a great electromagnetic field interacting constantly with other electromagnetic fields of the universe having a great impact on the universe. I hope during the coming years the scientists come up with the answers which are not yet answered :-
- Why only human evolved so fast that they left all the other species who were left way behind during the process of evolution ?
- Why do some people reach extra-ordinary levels of greatness while others lag behind being mediocre ?
- What is our thought process and how does it affect our lives ?
- Do we have something called luck or the chance factor ? Can we really control our lives ?
-What is that portion of the human brain which is the most central to all these questions ?
- Do we really have a "soul" inside our body ?
- Can we really apply all the laws of physics and nature to an organic body still capable of acting like a metal conducting electricity ??
- Do we have a direct connection with God at some level in our life ?
- What is "God" exactly understood by us ?
- Myself and all of us accept the presence of a higher energy which regulates us all , so how does the regulation takes place ?

To find the answers of the above questions and many others yet unanswered we have to wait for the future and search for the clues in the divine quotes and writings of the great saints and religious preachers of past. The world seems interconnected by a force binding us, the origin lies somewhere in our minds. Can you really "think" about it ??