My Religion

My Religion

You ask me "what is my religion"?
Now what if I say I have None?
You'll be wrongly impressed,
And unduly distressed
So wait - I have only begun.

My creed in the sense that you mean it,
Has no single symbol, or sign.
Big, impressive, or small,
There is good in them all,
So perhaps Your religion is mine.

My doctrine is any that stands for
The honor and virtue of men.
For whatever we preach,
We're all striving to reach
A mutual goal in the end.

My church is the one that is nearest
Wherever I happen to be.
The place where men go
Their devotion to show,
Is good - and sufficient for me.

What matters the name on the mileposts
That stand by the path you have trod?
If the pathway leads up
Then at last you shall sup
With the infinite army of God.

Finding my place........in you

Finding my place…in you

I see you crying
And I want to cry too
I hate to see you sad
So I'll stay strong for you

I see you smiling
And it makes me smile
Because I know you are happy
If only for a while

I feel for you
Because you are my friend
Through thick and thin
Until the end

I'll be a shoulder
For you to cry on
And I won’t budge
Until the pain is gone

I'll sing you lullabies
To wash away your fears
And give you a tissue
To wipe away the tears

I'll be your hope
When you're not strong
I'll be your ears
To hear hope's song

I might not always show
How special you are to me
I’ll be lost easily in the crowd,
But always found when there are not many you can see

I may not offer the warmth you need,

On a cold winter’s night,

I’ll be your much needed strength,
To keep you going till the Sun shines bright

All I want is to etch some part of me,
In some place in you very few know,
Even if some one steals your heart someday,
I will be always found in a place…..in you.

Never loose hope.....

NEVER LOSE HOPE

If you can look at the sunset and smile, then you still have hope... 

If you can find beauty in the colors of a small flower, then you still have hope... 

If you can find pleasure in the movement of a butterfly, then you still have hope... 

If the smile of a child can still warm your heart, then you still have hope... 

If you can see the good in other people, then you still have hope...

 If the rain breaking on a roof top can still lull you to sleep, then you still have hope... If the sight of a rainbow still makes you stop and stare in wonder, then you still have hope... 

If the soft fur of a favored pet still feels pleasant under your fingertips, then you still have hope... 

If you meet new people with a trace of excitement and optimism, then you still have hope... 

If you give people the benefit of a doubt, then you still have hope...

 If you still offer your hand in friendship to others that have touched your life, then you still have hope... 

If receiving an unexpected card or letter still brings a pleasant surprise, then you still have hope...

 If the suffering of others still fills you with pain and frustration, then you still have hope... 

If you refuse to let a friendship die, or accept that it must end, then you still have hope... 

If you look forward to a time or place of quiet and reflection, then you still have hope...

 If you still buy the ornaments, put up the Christmas tree or cook the turkey, then you still have hope... 

If you still watch love stories or want the endings to be happy, then you still have hope... 

If you can look to the past and smile, then you still have hope.... 

If, when faced with the bad, when told everything is futile, you can still look up and end the conversation with the phrase... yeah....BUT.. Then you still have hope...

Hope is such a marvelous thing. It bends, it twists, it sometimes hides, but rarely does it break...

It sustains us when nothing else can... 

It gives us reason to continue and courage to move ahead, when we tell ourselves we'd rather give in...

 Hope puts a smile on our face when the heart cannot manage... 

Hope puts our feet on the path when our eyes cannot see it... 

Hope moves us to act when our souls are confused of the direction.... 

Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return... 

And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places... Never lose hope...

Gustakhi

Tum se pyaar karne ki humne jo gustakhi ki,
Ab Zindagi ko tumse zyada pyaar kar na sake,
Tumhare saath itne door chalne ki humne jo gustakhi ki,
Ab tanhayee mein khud ko sambhal na sake,
Un Naino mein doob jaane ki humne jo gustakhi ki,
Ab khud ke wajood ko hum paa na sake,
Tumhare pyaar mein jeene ki humne jo gutakhi ki,
Ab zindagi mein kissi aur se pyaar kar na sake,
Tum se pyaar karne ki humne jo gustakhi ki,
Ab Zindagi ko tume zyada pyaar kar na sake......................

The job, the mob and whole bunch of slobs...

i am employed........!.... yes you can slap yourselves to come out of disbelief but some wise men have made the blunder and you can bet your last penny that they will repent.:) It has been almost 2 weeks since i have started working( yea... you are aware of every second once you get paid to spend it!) and already so much to yap about my work life. let me give a preview about what exactly i do:

i reach office on time mostly but if i reach late, it so happens that all our senior people are standing at the entrance as if waiting for me! but yaa coincidence it may be . i have not been warned or admonished yet so i have no worries. I have stepped into a new phase of life. a life whici am an Analyst with an independent Research Firm named "Center For Monitoring Indian Economy" or just CMIE. These people swear by Queen's English and are run by some of the great economists of the country. i have to sit with lot of figures........ not 36-24-36...........but those 50-60 pages of hardcore numbers and analyse it. we get one week for the time being to finish a complete research report which would eventually be more "challenging" as they say later. i work from 9:30 am to 5pm............ i am very punctual.......... i leave at dot 5 pm!........i get served coffee twice, get an hour lunch break :)......... i know i am damn lucky but i deserve it for the time i had to wait for a nice job. we have a very casual work culture , i can chat with the directors, crack a joke with my business head and talk endlessly on the phone. But i cant open orkut there! i cant open Gmail there!.....Life can be rude and hard but i will have to accept it. So thats about my job.
To reach my work place, i have to battle a mob to place my foot and sometimes my body in train.
this mob is no ordinary mob, its a bunch of rowdies who don't bother to have bath and stick their stinky armpits on your face, who fart when you are actually gasping for fresh air and offer a grumpy look as courtesy for finding a place next to them on the train. Yes, this is the mumbai Life which everyone here is so used to but i will always hope for a better life for myself and the city. After the Harrowing train journey comes the painful Bus journey. my office is just a 15 minutes from station to give you a sore ankle so Bus ride is the only feasible solution. the mob in Bus are one step ahead of the train mob. you step no their line and you get the elbow. No room for courtesy. In fact no room for a fly also. A bus queue which stretches almost 200 metres is not something you should even try to mess with, Hospital is near by anywhere and the Traffic would ensure you never reach the hospital alive. So, i have to pounce on any bus which has something to hold on to reach my office.
h would be judged by the moolah i make and not the person i shape out to be. a phase where most of my dreams and aspirations are achieved. a phase where mistakes are no longer ignored 'coz you are not supposed to make them. a phase i waited for so long which would pass by in a jiffy. or maybe the best time of my life which would never end............. Lets see

Where is the spirit of Celebration yaaar?

i finaaly get to write about something which has left me confused occasionally and disgusted mostly after dealing with the 100th solicitation by mail or pop-up for the " Cheapest, most romantic Valentine gifts and ideas"!. Damn!, these internet search engines have become smarter but let me tell you that the lowest priced gift was around thousand bucks! The Price you have to pay to love your dear ones is getting dearer and dearer...........

Picture this- i need to get an expert financial planner to plan in advance for ... not insurance , education, marriage and all du-uh!, but for valentines day, Mothers day, Sisters Day, Teachers Day, Father Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Romeo met Juliet For the first time Day, Romeo forgot to call up juliet Day, Friendship Day, Haloweeen, Presidents Day,.................. the list is very very long. Honouring these God sent loving souls is very much appreciable but using it burn gaping holes in someones wallet isnt sweet. Before you get an impression that this view is coming from someone who is a leader of the cheap and miser group, let me clarify that the issue which i will bring up is not anywhere close to money.Being a MBA in Finance, i just can imagine a handful of noblest gesture done today without gain/ulterior motives.Since its Valentine's Day i would use it as the red carpet to arrive at the Grand entrance to my topic.

Valentine's Day besides being the day for bringing smiles to all girl friends and tears to their boyfriends, it also setss the cash registers ringing across the world.Please Go through this link to see the magnitude of business done on valentines day.

http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/08044/856882-28.stm

This day is abused so outrightly in this world that i would end up loosing my beloved if make her feel special everyday of the year but valentines day!. The "Single and Virgin" stigma attached only to America started spreading its fangs to all parts of the world. It has come to such a sad state that i have heard very few in my lifetime someone saying" i love someone".......... all i hear is" i have a Boyfriend/Galfriend". it is hep to be hitched and laid rather than to be loved. So, we have everyone celebrating love every year, with no more love gained..... or worse lot lost. Apart from commercial viability, do we really value these special relationshipss and days we celebrate?. No one can do justice to a mother, sister, friend or even your country by remembering them for a day, then why do we fall into the nets trapped by people with vested intrests. it has been an on going debate to know "if Business and Ethics can go hand in hand" and however hard people try its is a saddening fact that one hand twists the other at some point of time. But the cost being paid to sustain business of "caring about others" is not something worth for. the number of age old homeless people, divorce cases happeneing, violence in states,.......... the numbers are not dwindling at all. its growing at an alarming rate.We as Soul-less creatures being totally oblivious to anything which doesnt bother us intend to snuggle in our cocoon of bliss till eternity to make us feel better.

The recent event happenings in Mumbai has put the entire city in shame. we boast of Unity in Diversity,religious tolerance , and lots more but r cowered down by a few handful people. Is this the Spirit of MUM-bai????? is it what we boast about being Indian. i feel less guility of not making a voters id card till now......... it is high time that we try, to understand , to introspect, to value and to live each and every occasion of our life, Maybe,someday the spirit of celebrations would be revived and every day would be a celebration