....plz cmmnts ...pleeezzz....

Defeat!

“What do you want? Get out of here!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaaaargh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The pain was stinging me. He strangulated me, choking me down!
I couldn’t breathe! I needed air. I knew I had little time…every second was taking me closer to death!!
His grip tightened…
I couldn’t speak anymore.
I tried to reach out, but my hands wouldn’t move.
I felt my heartbeat slower down…I was moving towards the white light!
Wait!!!
I couldn’t give up so easily! My parents, friends needed me!
I couldn’t let Him kill me that effortlessly!
“No you bastard! I won’t let you do this!”
I suddenly felt my strength flow back into me…
I held His hands and started to fight back! I knew I could do this!
I knew He was losing the battle!
I felt my soul coming back into me…
I opened my eyes…I saw the doctor smile back at me!

On The Hill...




The sun did not rise that day,
Not over the crowded rooftops and the narrow lane.
All trapped within that wall of fear ,that unholy mesh ,
For fear of cold lead, of dogs and beasts craving for man-flesh.
From those spared to the ones taken to kill,
This I saw upon the hill...



In fear of days to come some hid,
Under roof,floor and piano lid.
No more games this is war,
Come out ...come out where ever you are....
They spared no brick,no home, no bone nor broken will,
This I saw upon the hill...



They shot them down limb from limb and let the blood flow,
Caring not for their sins defiling the virgin snow.
For the grey clad beast shot on and on, having not a soul to sell,
When you saw that face you have heard death's own knell.
Gathering fuel to burn in the beast's own mill,
This I saw upon the hill...



Amongst the carnage and those that bled,
Tottered the little one caped in red.
She cared for no race wanted no fear,
Wanting ever only the one's she held dear.
I hoped against hope for this little Jill,
This I hoped upon the hill...

"if its abstract, let it b, if there's confusion, let it show...if there's turmoil, let it flow..."
-Krittika Mondal

The Fallen's lay

From the beginning of time his trusted friend

Created to love and worship and in turn to defend

His creation, his image now we must bow

Among the highest in the light, now the fallen foe 

Cast down your crown and your arrogance

Now the morning star hath lost its brilliance

We leave with vengeance to trip and sway 

Your creation from all that is just and the true way 

For you have cast your wrath on  us until we fade away ...

The problem known as the Seven Bridges of Könisberg:

The city of Königsberg, Prussia was set on the Pregel River, and included two large islands which were connected to each other and the mainland by seven bridges. The problem is to decide whether it is possible to follow a path that crosses each bridge exactly once and returns to the starting point...

anybody?

Haikus

A few Haikus i made...

For all those who are new to 'Haikus', they are originally Japanese, written in 3 lines having 5-7-5 syllables in the 1st,2nd and 3rd line respectively. For more info, check out Wikipedia- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haiku

The wind is blowing, making the tree sway about, But it stays rooted.

A flint lights the room ,But suddenly the wind blows, The room is on fire...

Oil and water mixed, Can make rainbows on the ground, Then why search the skies?

Dreams, should not be kept,
‘coz they don’t always belong.
Like birds, they’d just fly…

The wind blows fiercely,
Gushes through me as I stand,
Proves my hollowness!

True Beauty!

They say the world is beautiful,
But, alas! I would never know…
The smells and sounds always please me,
My senses play with me and tease me!
In a world so full of absolute blackness,
Where my life goes on albeit with slackness,
I’m told, there are wonders to be seen,
& places to be where no one has been…
It sure seems to be beautiful,
But alas! I would never know!!!

They say the world is beautiful,
I doubt I’d ever find out!
The music of the stream sounds refreshing,
& the water toys with me as its gushing!
The birds fly by and sing to me,
just as pleased to be alive as I can ever be!
What is day and, and what is night, the difference I’d never know
& perhaps, I might never be able to watch nature grow.
Yet, my life gives me happiness enough
Even though my vision rests in a handcuff!
They say the world is beautiful,
& I will search the depths to find out…

They say the world is beautiful,
To me, beauty is different…
Beauty lies, not in the eyes
But in the soul of those, even as blind as mice
It’s what you truly are, rather than what you claim to be,
That shows through you, even to those who cannot see
& yes, I know what beauty truly is!
For in the world of Braille, your soul is hard to miss.
& if they say the world is beautiful,
I say yes, but to me beauty is different!

heya, jus sum random post! hope its not too bad! n thanx peegee! :D

On the occasion of All souls day....

Fear not this life for all its sorrows and pain,

For whilst you have your family and friends you struggle not vain.

For it is in them you would bestow every breath ...

For love is beyond comprehension of man's wealth.

An only gift by the one we call kind,

God our creator:soul,body and mind.

Inetresting question...

You know how in life, many of us dont convey our feelings to our near and dear ones ...and then we wait for the end moment wen the dude is on his death bed to say ur sorry and such ...

we do the entire shok sabha thing at the funeral saying how good the person was ...

How  do  you picture your funeral?[as in who all wud be present there...wot do u xpect them to say n such...]