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My First Love ...

Here comes one more poem from me, let me know how you guys liked it ... World was all mine I had my own tasks to mind Who thought life would change And everything looked so strange Its my shoes, Its my Toy Every moment I just enjoy It was all just so nice Till i saw her little eyes It all happened as a surprise And I did not pay a single price She was so cute and small But her legs are really too tall I wanted to speak a lot with her When my mom is not very near I may have to be very sure As I always had a sense of fear I first saw her with a white frock I stood still, like a black rock I saw her bathe in a bath tub My heart just skipped one lub-dub She has a very sharp nose Loves to throw a stunning pose I fell pray to that cute smile Happiness flows in me like river nile Will she like me, God only knows I think she will, is what i suppose No one in this world can oppose A true love which is sure to arose Its her thoughts, that always linger It goes off when i hold her finger

Bangalore to Chennai ...

I am not a poet in any forms of definition, but I know I have that capability in me ;-). This is my first ever poem in English, so kindly read it and let me know how you guys like it. This poem actually talks the mood of a bachelor who travels from Bangalore to Chennai every weekend. Its one more travelling weekend My entire soul is weakened I would say it’s due to hectic work And all I get is a peanut perk... Friday evenings are traffic choked Reaching home is always lurked Packing things with a sense of joy The mood is same for a girl or boy On to the streets to catch an auto And you ought to wait, if you need to When it starts to rain white and grey All you can do is stand and pray Long wait always makes you angry Then I realize I am hungry Rushed to a near by sagar chain Search for an idly went in vain You may be techie with lots of flair But auto wala's just don’t care Head or tail you want go To get an auto you have to bow Reached station which is @ 10 kilometer By payi

Its GOLD ... At Last ...

It’s GOLD at last. The shame of the entire nation for not getting an individual GOLD medal at the Olympics came to an end after nearly 88 years. This is the first time an INDIAN had won gold and it’s certainly a remarkable feat. Let stop worshipping sachin's and dravid's and ganguly's for one time, here we have a true hero who has really made the nation proud. He came from no where and conquered the world. I just happened to see the recorded version of that shooting sport and I was jumping in JOY after Abhinav Bindra hit the last bullet right on the bull’s eye ... Bindra was fourth after qualifying but had a brilliant final round and even hit a near perfect 10.8 on his last visit to pull in front of Henri Hakkinen of Finland, who dropped to bronze with a poor final shot of 9.7. That allowed China's Zhu Qinan, the defending Olympic champion and heavy favourite, to pass him on his final shot and win the silver medal. "It's just great," Bindra said just befo

Please try again later ...

Its an usual Monday morning Vineeth has to rush to office, but his shuttle had some issues and hence it refused to start, he had an important meeting that day and he gotta rush. He immediately radioed his wife Sindhu who was already on her way to work in her shuttle, she was too busy in driving and hence she ignored that radio signal. Vineeth was scratching his head not knowing what to do, and fortunately his neighbor who works in a near by station was starting his capsule, Vineeth bounced on it and requested for a drive, but his neighbor told him that his capsule does not have enough oxygen and hence it could not support two people, he pressed the oxygen level button which was on his top and it read as LOW, Vineeth has no other option other than using his back belt mini rocket to go to his work, with the prices of rocket fuel touching almost 12000 stars per gallon, he had to use that ... After reaching her station Sindhu radioed Vineeth and she got an automatic response where a robot

My Fair Lady ...

It was the time where I thronged for love, when everyone of my age was having a companion; I was the one who does not have one. I don’t want to be so desperate to catch one for the heck of it, so I waited for my day to come and as you all know, our sincere prayers will always be answered and I too found an angel who was so down to earth, and she just stole my little heart on the first sight. On seeing her, I felt some kind of closeness between us and it sounded as if we both know each other for a long time, no wonder she is "My Fair Lady" ... It started with occasional chats and later it became a frequent gossip's. It was almost like confessing each and every incident that happened for the day as if I that would cleanse my soul. She as ever would be a silent listener and would stop me for any clarifications that she wanted to know. I used to admire her sharp eyes and the power of concentration she has while I talk to her. I learned the art of talking to the opponent by lo