Its an endless world out there...
I slowly trespass it
Feel a bit lost but still going on

Day break and I chase the horizon..
Its always there - far beyond reach
Stubborn sun watching me arrive

Am firm on the land
But the sky is unfathomable
What should I reach for
For its depth is unknown...

Then I see the sheath turning grey,
It pretends to be near
Embracing me softly..
Even warning me gently

It pours like a mighty warrior
An undeclared attack
I stop and catch my breath..
Things are different - I give in

Sun is defeated and so am I
The sky is not endless
Horizon blurred, the earth cocooned
Relieved abruptly and so am I

A Lost Space

I have my space,

Its cluttered but I can find what I want to

The rest hides beneath

And I am happy for that

Moments clicked eons ago

Some shining and some blur

Thoughts concealed from all

But still very much visible

My space has all

As and when I need

I go back there and I am me

There is an invasion now…

A separation from my space

Addition to my space

Unknown zones, don't want to go there

Slowly it’s moving away

Squeezing me out…

My space is distant now

I am left with a lot of vacuum

How do I fill it and with what

I can’t meet me now…

My space is gone

Taking me for what I stood

Save our tigers - Really?

I had been reading lately and I am sure all of us our aware now that only 1411 tigers are left and we need to surely save them - after all its our national animal. We need to act and spread the awareness - thats ofcourse the first step. But, is that all? I see this message everywhere - internet, hoardings, television!
"Internet" is still a sophisticated thing in India and is used by the educated ones - do you think it would be used by the poachers or the villagers who knowingly or unknowingly harm this animal or even other animals? So, while blogging, facebook, twitter may like really spreading the word around but will it reach the right ears?
Are the poachers and hunters listening to these messages - and if in case they are will they become over cautious in committing this crime or identify it as a crime? May be the former - after all why would anybody be willing to give up money just for the sake of saving some wild animals!
May be we need to wake up the law makers, the forest securers, the illiterates who dont know what extinct means and most important the poachers - who earn bucks out of this cruel means. Not only this - the luxury resorts which have come up around these sanctuary need to be checked before it gets too late. Are we willing to take up this daunting task - fuel a change in the law or the enforcement of it or meet the villagers, educate them or form groups to get the culprits - something that really counts.
We really need to save the tigers - but this task surely needs more than a few words written here and there - it needs a more sincere effort for a more effective result.

Ahmedabad Diaries - the first reel

    Ahmedabad – the twin city of Gandhinagar which is the capital of Gujarat – the land of the Mahatma – I have a sojourn here - a short one (though which may actually seem long depending on my experience)

    I landed on the airport of Ahmedabad a few days back – the same day when Aamir Khan along with the other idiots landed on the very same airport! I overheard somebody saying that Aamir was coming from Kolkata to promote his film 3 idiots and then the lightening struck - this flight had come from Kolkata via Bangalore – so I was traveling with HIM in the very same flight for the whole 2 hrs!! I missed the opportunity again and it was too close a call – felt bad if I would have known this just 2 hrs ago, my experience would have been rich. I could have added having met Aamir too in person to the list, this would have been the second major one (that really mattered) after meeting (actually watching to be very correct) the Indian cricket team on the flight from Ranchi a few years ago.

       Anyway – this is my third trip to Ahmedabad and I could notice a substantial change – even in its air (after all the other two trips were made in the nasty summer months!). At last I had chosen a good time to come here – I just had to battle the enormous amount of dust which is an integral part of this city (just like 99.9% Indian cities), but the weather was on my side. Anyway Ahmedabad’s airport luckily and thankfully is still within the city unlike Blore or Hyd, so you could just catch any mode of transport to reach anywhere in the city say in max 30 mins – that's the beauty of not being a metro (apart from ofcourse not having a metro!).

      So after well-settling in the dream MBA institute here – I think it comes more in dreams and generally doesn't become a reality for most of the odd 3-lakh MBA aspirants every year! So it’s for people who not only dream big…but also can make the big dreams happen. To clarify, – there is no 2 month MBA crash course here, hence I have not come here to study in any course here, but to merely reside and become a mute spectator to all the activities here and also their coverage in the newspaper.

     A couple of days back I was talking to one of my very old friends and he suggested that I write a book like the many other MBA pass-outs from this institute and pen down my experiences here. But then I am not experiencing anything else here – except the daily grind of running a household while running behind a kid at the same time! And none of the MBA aspirants here have the time or energy (read the latest book which describes IIMA as a pressure cooker!) to share their experience with me – so what can I write, may be just a few not-so-significant or path-breaking thoughts. May be some of the thoughts can be categorized as having no value proposition and strategically misplaced – straight out of that part of the brain which has the most number of files archived – call it the junk folder…so as and when my RAM retrieves these from my hard drive – a blog follows. Too many jargons in a few lines?  may be it's the IIM air…More from me in Amdavad later…

A Hindi Number...

ये वही पहर है रात का -
जब चाँद है खामोश कि ये उसकी चांदनी है
या कहीं सहर की रौशनी का है आलम

कि अभी रात है बाकी मेरे सोने की जुस्तजू में
या कहीं पहली बांग कि राह देखता है कोई...

अब इंतज़ार है मेरे वक़्त के आने का.
कुछ और पल के बाद ही सही,
पर रुका हूँ एक सही शुरुआत की आरजू में.

Great Expectations...

Opportunities siezed or opportunities lost...
Just two options our life is made of ..
I sit back and relax
but thats not the way to live..
I ponder and brood now and then..
but thats not the thing to think of
I let time pass by as days and nights
but thats not the time they are really proud of
Need to run and catch a lane-a shorter one now..
That simply leads me fast to gain.

Years lost they say in dont know what..
It was as if you never lived after being born...
Living dreams that never impressed...
Of small moments only giving you joy
Where was the big deal that may have fetched
Where was the passion you should have followed
Where was the direction you should have identified

What did I do if I couldnt figure out
That just two options my life is made of..
Success achieved or failure received

Winds of Change

Walking down the known path..
I can stand up against the old winds..
Awaken to new worlds
Its unknowns are too deep to even ponder..

While I wait for my destiny to unfold..
Its too long a time to not walk
Life comes back in a full circle
Just that its a longer way to the start..

Let me slowly arise and be a part
Of the revolution which I couldnt bring..
I may not be at the front but I am somewhere
Not standing but moving back and forth

Its a unending race and am steady..
A small step and a big leap ..
I may be the one to start a new circle