Language of Life

I thought it would be
A clean slate,
With clear instructions
In black and white.

But it came
Instead,
As a crumpled paper.

I still thought,
I will unfold it,
And read.

But then I discovered,
It had a thousand ways
To be unfolded;
And each one
Completely different from the other.

I still thought,
I will be lucky
To get the right fold;
And then - just read.

But when I opened it
I found,
Nothing in black and white;
It was all - in grey.

I thought - Never mind the color,
Who needs color coding
When I know how to read.

But then
As I started reading,
I could not identify
A single word.

Such is the Language of Life;
You never know how to read and predict;
You never know what is green and red.

Such is Life -
How much ever
You want to be prepared,
It throws surprises at you.

All that I do now is,
Hope that the surprises are good.

Wanderers

There are some who wander in the lonely dust,
Some others in an unknown place;
Some wander to achieve an aim,
While some to escape the rain.

A maze - it is
With innumerable inlets;
Once you enter,
There is no going back.

Wonder why we wander,
Traversing paths known and unknown;
Meeting people on the way,
Who, at the next turn, leave you alone.

Not wanting to have some rest,
And make the best of our own nest;
Wandering, wandering, wandering around,
We spend this life grovelling on the ground.

My Interview in IMS annual Advancedge magazine

http://issuu.com/advancedge.com/docs/mba_career_guide_2012/111

When things go awry

Where ever I see,
Looks dark;

Which ever star I aim at,
Falls apart;

Whatever I touch,
Turns to ashes;

Whatever I say,
Has backlashes;

Whatever path I tread,
Has a dead end;

And
Whenever I try to mend
The issues bend,
Just to take a turn,
And come back with a bang.

Waiting for Sunshine

Source of energy
That drives us all
Gives us light
And makes our lives bright.
And we all
Bow down
To this majestic source.

However,
It does not shine
Upon all
At the same time.
Some are lucky enough
To enjoy the
Pure and Inspiring dawn
Earlier
Than others;
Who rejoice at the
Thought of their friends
Basking in the sunshine
And look at the clouds looming ahead
Waiting for them to dispel.

And here I stand
With my eyes fixed
At the sky
To see the rainbow
As the sun comes out
To clear off the rains and clouds.