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Sunday, October 31, 2010

If Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it would be the last time
that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything right.

There will always be another day
to say our "I love you's",
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do's?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget,

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight..

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear,

Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please forgive me,"
"thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today

*** From what I have been able to find out, most of this
poem was written in the 1930s or 1940s by one of two authors.
Two ladies claim credit for it and then was more recently adapted by
another writer, a teenager. Will give credit to all three in the future.

Saturday, October 30, 2010


Expectations...the very word seems to be heavily loaded with a concoction of a variety of emotions.We tend to get hurt or disappointed in life when something or someone does not really meet upto our expectations.For instance, there can be expectations regarding your job,studies, friends or your love or family.

Parents keep on nagging their children to score more in the exam.Why? because they expect their children to gain more knowledge and lead a successful life and what happens when they don't really meet their expectations? It leads to disappointment on the parents side and creates stress upon the child at not being able to meet his/her parent's expectation.In other words,it creates a sad environment for both the parties.There are occasions when we hear of students committing suicide because they fail in their papers and unable to face the outside world, they take up such an extreme step.Fault is certainly on the parent's side at expecting too much out of their children.They should realize not to build up so much of expectations that are impossible to be met sometimes.Give them a break.Guide them gently if they are weak, be more understanding instead of shouting or beating them up.Be more of a friend than a father/mother and try to share their feelings so that they don't become petrified of you and hide things from you in the future.

There is one more common example.Take a girl for instance who expects to speak with her guy at least once a day.But when for some reason the guy remains busy with his own work or within his own friends circle, attending parties etc the girl feels upset and disappointed when her expectations are not met by the guy.This eventually develops a bad feeling and even though the girl tries to hide this fact from the guy, it remains etched in her heart and this may be the soul reason in causing quarrels or disagreements between them.Why? because the girl expected the guy too to reciprocate her wishes, the wish to speak to her at least once a day.Fault was certainly on the girl's side at expecting too much out of him.She should have been more understanding and matured enough to give the guy some space of his own.She should have never expected him to think like she thinks.If the guy does not feel upto it, let him be.Take a cool attitude.Building high expectations out of someone will never help anyone.It only leads to frustration.

So the tip of the day is "Always expect less but give more".Be kinder than necessary, everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.Everyone has problems in their lives. No mortal is completely happy in this world.If for some reason you are not able to understand a person's actions, try to put yourself in their shoes and see the world.You will get a much better idea why they reacted in a certain way or why they are the person that they are.Never fail to lend a helping hand to anyone even if they didn't help you at some point.True happiness lies in giving it to others.I always feel good when i am of some help to anyone.Its a pain that mostly people tend to forget about humanity and think about only themselves.If only we could come out of our own self oriented world and think about others too, the world would have been a much better place to live in. We should always give more and expect less.That way no one gets hurt and leads to a healthy peaceful environment eventually.We will find real contentment in life if we start giving more and expecting less.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Scary Night Together

One night a couple was returning back from a late night movie.Unfortunately their bike broke down on a lonely stretch of highway.Now both were very young and when people are young and that too in love they don't give a damn about fear.Romance and love is all they dream about.

So the girl instead of worrying about their circumstances found this particular incident very romantic.Being alone with her love on a starry night walking back home hands in hands, an ideal romantic situation in her eyes.

The guy being ofcourse less romantic and more practical cursed his stars for this misfortune.After all he has to drag his bike now till he can get some help.

"Damn, this bike had to break down tonight only!!",frustrated he kicked his bike.

"Oh come now, don't be so upset.Look at the positive side,we get time to spend alone like this.So adventurous and romantic don't u think?",the girl asked with a smile.

"Yeah right..You will come to taste romance when some rowdies happens to catch up with us like this.They will rob you blindly and wont even spare your life."

"Oh don't talk like that.Nothing bad will happen.Just look at that bright star above.Its shining so much.So very pretty na",the girl said clapping her hands looking least perturbed.

Irritated the guy was about to snap something back when he looked at her and his face softened at her carefree expression and he swallowed down his harsh words.

Instead he too tried to relax and replied positively,"Well may be you are right..No point now in being gloomy.Lets be positive.By the way you are looking quite pretty in the moonlight"

The girl blushed and so went on their romantic conversation oblivious to their surroundings.It was quiet late at night and not even a single car passed by that road.

After walking upto a distance, they took a lane that goes through some dark woods.It was a cold December night and there was a slight mist.When passing by the woods, the fog started thickening around them.The guy being very protective told the girl to wrap her arms around him and walk closely.They were unable to see what is ahead.

Suddenly breaking the silence of the night, they heard a heart wrenching sound of a woman weeping somewhere.They became alert immediately.They looked hard through the fog and could only see a lamp not too far away.They could now see a woman in a pale saree sitting down by the lane side with a low lit lamp.

Glad to see a human, the guy approached the woman concerned,"Hi there, why are you crying? Can we be of any help?"

The woman continued bending her head and weeping in that agonizing voice.

"Helllo lady, do u understand English? What is the matter?" the guy asked again.

The woman still ignored his question and acted as if she didn't hear anything.The guy and the girl puzzled looked at each other.

"May be she is deaf and her husband left her alone.Should i shake her so that atleast she will come to her senses?",the girl asked.

"Yeah try it.God knows what is the matter.Its past midnight."

The girl then stepped closer to the woman and shaked her asking "Hello, what happened?"

This time the woman responded by stopping her mournful crying and slowly turning her head up.

When they glimpsed at her face,they both became stupefied with fear.The woman had no eyes in her head.They were staring at a face with no eyes.
Petrified they screamed and ran for their lives.Now not needed to mention the fact that the guy dropped his bike then and there and caught hold of his girl and made a run for it.

This seemed like a very unreal experience but it really happened with them.All sense of romance vanished from their heads and there was only the desire to somehow live through this night.

Somehow after finding their way back to the main road, they saw a man not far away pulling a rickshaw slowly.It was very strange to find a rickshaw at that hour but desperate to get away from there, they called the man and got in his rickshaw.Both were sweating in fear.Seeing this the rickshaw man asked "What Babu? Why are you both so frightened?"

They narrated what they saw.The rickshaw man laughed at it and said that its not unusual to see these kind of things in this area.Lots of accidents used to happen in this area and it is told that those souls keep hunting this area.

The couple gulped down this information thinking somehow this nightmare should end.This was certainly worse than getting attacked by a group of rowdies.

The guy asked,"What about you? How come you are riding at this hour?"

"My rickshaw had some problem so i got delayed returning home",the man replied.

After going to some distance,the rickshaw stopped and said it wont go farther.

So the guy asked how much was the fare and started to pay the man when he noticed something very weird.Can you guess what?? The man too had no eyes.He was smiling crookedly and asked "Kya Babu? What is the matter? "

"Yooooouuur eyes??!!" the guy stammered.

Laughing the man warned in a strange voice,"I told you already Babu, this place is hunted.You should not wander here like this at this hour!!" His voice echoed all over in the stillness of the night.

Not waiting for a single moment,the guy took hold of his girl's hand and ran like anything from there until they reached the safer parts of the city.Never again did they venture to go for a late night movie again.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Cascading Waterfall

Materializing as if from the sky,
Indeed what a heart throbbing beauty.

So magnetic, powerful, thrilling
I find you daring, full of gusto.

As your drops sprinkles on my eyes,
My soul lies captured rejuvenated by your sight.

The mighty voice of your potent flow,
makes me shiver both with fear and joy.

Cascading, swirling and twirling you fall,
What a magnificent artist God truly is.

Exquisite, delightful are your currents,
In them i gain pure indefinite pleasure.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

The Edge

With a mind
numb with pain,
the teary eyed girl
walked upto the edge
of the bridge.
The dark waters
floating down,
in the darkness,
coaxing her,
to be amongst
its unseen depths.

Standing on her toes,
her soul tempted,
her heart beats paused,
she spread her arms wide,
with closed eyes,
she took the plunge down,
with one last breadth,
one last smile,
one last tear,
as she became one
with the waters,
she was set free forever.
Soon a new day
will begin,
without her struggles
with the world.

The Omen

Staggering alone upon the rocky path,
a frown on her forehead,
with tangled agonizing emotions,
she kept treading along.

Tiny blue and white lilies,
magically appeared
on her road side,
taking her breadth away.

The rocks disappeared,
flowers everywhere,
lay scattered on her path.
A warm sweet fragrance,
the pale blue sky,
the fresh greenery,
the husky tender clouds,
was all she could gape at.

"Is this an omen?"
she asked herself.
"Omen sent by God,
to feel the beauty of life,
to forget my woes,
and enjoy the ride?"

As if in response,
a blue butterfly
with patterned wings,
flew by her side.

She understood the sign,
stretched out her hand,
on it rested the butterfly,
so tender, so adorable,
In it she confided,
all her sentiments,
with a small gentle kiss.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

A Silent Sacrifice

Ruthless gust of wind with a might,
blew away the dainty candle light.

Drop by drop the pearly wax melted,
a silent sacrifice that went unnoticed.

No cry of pain nor a plea for mercy,
No words uttered yet so much to say.

The glow slowly melted into nothing,
a pitch of darkness it went burning.