What is your Belief?

What is your Belief?

When its kept in form or a shape, then its God

When belief and rituals are kept in practice, its Culture

If Belief cease to exists, what sits next to you is Vulture

Man created culture, nature created yogurt, easy to spoil

If its served and practiced right, you keep God in shape

If Belief cease to exists, so does the God.

- Haha 
(after watching all Ganesha idols immersed in water and the following day people walking over it to collect recycling materials) 

Transformation

Born in the world of transformation
Realized bit late, life had already started,
been manipulated and put in a fishbowl

Thoughts ran wildly, tried to change my designs,
dream of jumpin the bowl and start a new life
all looked hopeless in a fishbowl

We were left singing high
"we didn't start the fire, It was always burning,
Since the world's been turning"

We all are evloving, transforming into in-human practices
it's a process, its inevitable, no man
can reverse it, but be part of transformation....

Save - Ctrl+S

You can't save anything in this world
yet you press "Ctrl+s" on your keyboard
It doesn't belong to you, yet you try saving
you can't take it with you, yet you want to save
you have no control over it, but you like to save
you can't just hold it let it go
you can't save this world, you have to let it go
Try not to save but be part of this life
Life is all about experiencing and not saving...

Stop N Go Smiles

Autumn is here, faded leaves look down
as the last rain sweeps the ground
Over the horizon, sun sets with the evening traffic
People rushing to be united with family

Rush hour, speedy vehicles drive by,
You come to stand still, to let others go by
Another intersection brings me to a stop
letting passer-by cross to their destiny

Watching the crowd, my eyes
meet with another eagerly looking eyes
there stopped my heartbeat to the passer-by's smile
It's green gotta go, but I do think abt the smile

Share a smile on your face after office hours
It cheers up travellers, bring your smile
at every stop and intersections
and let the smile travel its way

I eagerly wait at every intersections and stops
for that one good smile that keeps the hope
Waiting for a stop and go smile

Owls of IT

It's Dark, time for night birds
I'm travelling, traffic is calm, weather is colder
Sitting in concrete jungle, waiting for prey
hearing to IT phone rings, wondering why am I working so late

We are the flying birds of the night, we fly together
at times all alone, in the Citi which never sleeps
Moon is our new sun, Instant messages are our distant friends
We live here and work there, wondering why i work so late

Our parents are flashback, our kids are dreams
Our jobs pushes our clocks
We are the IT Owls and we gladly accept being the night riders

Other Side of Outsourcing

Ding dong bell
Is ram(a) in the cell?
Ask him to get his dell
Let's chat to gel
I consult my client and tell
to buy the software, now I'm able to sell
Else my mortgage will be in hell
and I will be in deep well
So I sit here and yell
wake up ram(a), its ringing ...

Toxic

It's dangerous, its spilling, can't avoid it
can't resist but consume it, it's toxic

It's in air, in water, it's in nature
It's everywhere and it's in me, it's toxic

It's infecting, It's contagious, it's killing
It's taking over, it's toxic

Now I'm intoxicated, I'm toxic tolerant
oh no, what have I done to me, now I'm a toxic

Being Mesmerized

Mesmerized

As we wake up to Cuckoo's charming music,
the hustle bustle traffic, sippin my morning brew
I watch birds fly away from nest,
cloudy days ahead waiting to be mesmerized.

Driving through the traffic, it looks closer
yet feels farther, honk, donk & dings
at times you are inch closer to know them
yet you make your way out and be mesmerized.

Strangers? few words exchanged you know
their personal stories, feelings & expressions
its life all around, loneliness is distant dream,
and you will be mesmerized to believe it.

You meet Nicky, Nitisha, Natasha or shah's
you share views, expressions and feelings
you are step closer to be mesmerized
you are in the world of being mesmerized.

My Companion

Walking in the yellow woods of daylight,
I watch my friend following me, sometimes
in the front, in the back and few times next to me
We walk with same pace; we laugh and share jokes,
We even sleep together and wake up to the daylight.

As dusk nears the horizon, my friend disappears into dark,
leaving me alone to face the evil, I look around for a companion
Where did my friend go, is he in good hands?
I wonder he might be inside me during the dark,
taking shelter and being protected to reappear in the radiance

My eyes glance through the lonely streets of broken dreams
I walk alone in the dark, hoping to see the light,
and to see my friend walking along with me,
as we walk, hand in hand, step by step, I realize
my friend, friend of my dreams, is the "shadow" (man)

Moving is a pain

Moving is a pain ...
We are moving from SFO to BLR, from NY to LA, we are moving...
It is such a pain, packing and unpacking
It is such a pain to adapt to new place,
moving is such a pain....

Well I guess moving is not so painful,
earth moves, wheels move, currency moves,
everything moves, life is all about movement,
baby moves in womb too lets the mother feel the pain and pleasure

Moving is part of change, change is constant...
things that don't move, or was not anticiapting the move
when asked to move, feels the pain
so always look around for your cheese, before you yell
who moved my cheese in desperation...
moving is not really a pain, moving our feelings is a pain...

- Haha (Written on 20th May'05 - well my visa status is unknown and I might have to move to bangalore or god knows where next as long it is not painful, i will move :)

Bard's Computing Life

(If else …end if)
If you have the desire of being a bard
.....Then you could grab your pen and thoughts
.....And make a difference in your life
Else you could read other bards' expressions

(Do while .... loop)
Once you are a bard then, 'Do while' expressions begins
....All your expressions flow out into the poetic world
....You scribble on paper, notepad, sometimes you store in your memory

(For I = 1 to 100)
For every poem you write starting from one to several hundreds
....You realize the potential of your brain to think
....and to express deeply hidden truths and expressions of nature…

(Product development/SDLC)
You start to accumulate poems one after another in pages,
Soon you would have filed to form a book of several pages,
Several pages lead to books; several books pile up in your library
You name them in several versions based on year of publication
And you start to attract audience,
willing to pay and read You maintain loyal customers,
who appreciate your work of art
Very soon you complete a full life cycle of bard development…

- Haha (Written on May 15th 05, comparing life of a bard and a geek, i don't see any difference in life cycle :)

Desire, hidden in a Wrapper

I sit in a box of desire, wrapped up dazzling
Waiting for passerby's to pick me up.
I taste scrumptious, that people find it hard to resist
I come in different color and shapes and flavors
And I'm wrapped in a wrapper ...

Juvenile like me, adults hate me, and elderly discard me
I sit in the box, teasing all the young ones
Testing their desires to let lose and to pick me up
Can you resist your desires, from dazzling, scrumptious?
I sit there to be picked up …

Humans can't resist their desire, but their experience do so,
As they mature they defy such temptations,
temptations that are wrapped around me, the desire.
Every time, I see a wrapper dazzling in air,
I smile to myself not anymore; I know what's behind the wrapper
the hidden chocolate , the concealed desire….

- Haha (Written on May 14th, 11:30 am est)

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Walking with (mother) nature

Walking along the beach, feeling my feet get wet
Holding my mothers hand, feeling the sun in my eyes
I walk with my mother, and we walk with the nature

We grow up with joys and sorrows, walking slowly
Through all walks of life, holding onto memories
That we liked and disliked of this life

I turn around and say good bye as I move forward
Leaving the pale looking eyes, I move on
With nature to make my family
I look above the sky to see birds do the same, flocking
Along with its friends to new destiny

I ponder if I did right moving away from my parents
I think of holding their hands and constantly looking for them.
As I go deeper in my thought, another hand clinches to me,
Just then I realize it is my kid, walking along with me
Holding my hand, feeling the sun and walking along with us
I see the past, the present and the future,
While I walk along with the nature....

- Haha (Written on Friday May 13th, 05)

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Life is all about time

Life is all about time,
and time revolves around women,
women in form of mother, sister, wife and daughter
mother in north, sister in east,
wife in south, daughter in west,
it ticks like a clock from north to south and east to west.

As man phases in and out of this life,
we cross this circle of women,
for every second, minute and hour, as we count,
count, which we all call it as time,
time, it is all that we remember in our life..
Let's recap, life is all about time ....

- Haha (Written on May 08th, 05 2:36 PM EST)

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Learning the act of pleasing

Winds gust, rain decants, fire blazes
Plants stoop, flowers bloom, birds chant
all this seen in the mind of a pleaser

Winds gusting to the far off land, breezing the heat
Rain decants to barren land, to bring life
Fire blazes to burn the evil, to please the good
an act of pleasing by nature

Plants stoop, to the gusty winds
Flowers bloom to the decanting rains
Birds chant to the blazing fires
bringing life to its shape, an act of pleasing

We are all pleased with nature, day after day
Yet we do so little to please others, without returns
Ohh mother please forgive us for being insensible
we are learning the act of pleasing....

- Haha (Written May 05)

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To Be OR Not To Be (2BRNot2B)

To be or Not to be..... also read as 2BRNot2B

Life is all about 2BRNot2B
2B in home or Not2B
2B in this job or Not2B
2B with your friends or Not2B
2B as couples or Not2B
2B with your parents or Not2B
2B in this country or Not2B
2B in this world or Not2B
2B born again or Not2B
Where ever you go, u still think
should I B or Not 2B

- Haha ( Written on May 6th 2005, based on my friend's Instant messenger nick name)

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Different faces of Hope

Hope, like to have it so I can Cope
Hope, I don't end up in Dope
Hope, things go right else we will Elope
Hope, without it I Grope (fumble)
Hope, that's the only Hope
Hope, is needed to Lope (sprint)
Hope, is the only thing to Mope (hang around)
Hope, if that's not there then my answers are all Nope
Hope, that we will soon have a new Pope
Hope, is like having a Rope
Hope, I will use the technology Soap (Simple Object Access protocol)
Hope, all of OUR hopes are called Vope (We hope)
Hope, that's what the yo man calls it Yope (Yo Hope)
Hope when it stays as a hope it may be in Zope (Zzzz Hope)

- Haha (Written in Apr 05. If u read the first character of last word in each line then you will see it is in ascending order, last 3 was for kicks ... this was written when we lost Pope John paul)

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Who is my Master?

Your mind is like a closet
Yor have different clothes for different season
Your mind too has different expressions
You wear them when you want them

You store new and old thoughts in the closet
Some of them bite dust sitting to be retrieved
some of them wore out, being worn
and you, the master decides to clean them or keep them

You thought you were the master of your brain,
yet your brain decides what to keep and what to forget
you are just the master of closet
and your brain is master of you

- Haha (Written Apr 4th 2005)

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Walk Alone

Traveling alone as a stranger, amongst strangers
your eyes look for a companion,
a companion to share your thoughts during your commute,
a commute in the wilderness of the weather, you walk alone...

I see the weather glide by,leaves fall by, time flies by
and my dreams filled with hope, hope the anchor to my life
we enter and exit this circle of life,lonely
in midst of this life we look for a companion
and we still walk alone ....

- Haha (Written in Mar 2005 when I was travelling to work in Washnigton DC)

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What Gift Can I Give?

It is his birthday, it is their marriage, it is their festival
ohh what gift could i give for the occassion?
maybe chocolates, tiffany glassware, maybe apparel or
maybe precious stones or maybe even cash
I'm confused what gift can I give?

Deep down your heart you can give two kind of gifts
the one which you see outside of you,
the one which you have inside of you,
the gifts that you can give from your mind, body and soul
they are inside of you, rest outside

Ah, are these of any comparison to the gifts outside ?
Gifts which can make a difference to Life
which are as wide as the blue sky
and tall as the mountains so high

You could wish somebody good luck, you could gift somebody your organs
you could gift your precious time, you could gift your life,
your could gift your inside, touch their life
you know it and you can do it
yet - you still ponder what gift to give?

- Haha (Written in Mar 2005)

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Software Cracks

Life is full of CRACK
Tough to keep a TRACK
Microsoft releases all CRAP
softwares piled up the RACK
You and me go behind the CRACK
playing all the RAP
lets get together to WRAP
and share all your CRACKS

- Haha (Written Oct 12th, 1:05 am est while I was looking for few software crack codes ...)

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Hide and Seek

In look there was beauty
In beauty there was age
In age there was youth
In youth there was truth

In the face there was a smile
In smile there was sparkle
In sparkle there was glow
In glow I could feel the blow.

In the name there is an identity
In identity there is a person
In person there is a life
In life there is a value.

- Haha (Written in 2003)

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Life is a Wonder

Life is a Wonder
Ever wondered why life starts with a cry,
the cry which wakes you up in the night,
feeding the little baby for tomorrow's light

Ever wondered why babies smile after feeding,
the feed which brings tears to a mother,
happened to me after you came into my life.

Ever wondered the different cry made by babies,
a cry to let parents know to burp them,
a cry letting you know he needs to be cleaned,
happens to everyone after they come into life.

Ever wondered why the innocence stays with a baby,
the innocent smile, the innocent touch, the innocent mind,
the journey from innocence to adolescence,
ever wondered how life changed,
life, surely is a wonder.

- Haha (Written after my Son Paras was born in 2003)

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Life of a Purse

Hand reaches out here and there
looking for something everywhere..
A doctor's slip, bunch of keys, pens and yens
all lie jumbled up here & there
oh God i can't find my car keys

She smells the green paper every forthnight
returing home to feed the family
she is hung on the walls,
to get going next day on the calls

She gets seperated during security checks
with rough and tough fingers moving in and out
trying to find something goes in vain
puts me to wonder what went wrong

I move along with people everywhere
seeing happiness and sorrows of their life
never will they stop buying me
keeping the hope that i will be filled
am i'm lucky to be, purse of their life.

- Haha (Written after 9/11 incident and was observing how my wife uses and abuses her purse :)

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Smoking a HABIT

Smoking is injurious to health...
Well guess what i made it a HABIT
thought of reducing ABIT
year passed and I was left with only BIT
passed my energy and was left with IT
What an HABIT?
Smoking, injurious to health, DAMN IT

- Haha (written in 2002)

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Poetic Expressions also known as Bard Expressions is blogging now, this blog contains all my expressions about life, and things that happen around me which are expressed in poetic nature.... All my friends can also share their poetic expressions here ... Enzoi and please do drop your comments ...

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