tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56792286349121317462024-03-14T06:01:47.334-07:00Technically SpeakingMaverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-5325625914250070792015-05-02T00:47:00.000-07:002015-05-02T00:48:45.645-07:00Trail of existence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Looking at the window with the droplets of rain. Droplets move down consuming smaller ones to reach the bottom, leaving its trail of existence. We are like a droplet, we don't know where we are going and where we'll reach; collecting all the smaller droplets of knowledge and experiences. But, our trail of existence will always remain.<br />
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-3370147916929545542013-10-15T00:40:00.001-07:002020-05-18T09:23:57.301-07:00Nothingness- The need of the hour<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "noteworthy"; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">Technology made me impatient. I'm always scrolling, I'm always checking my phone. In a fast-paced life, when people are trying to compete with one another,</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"> '</span><span style="font-family: "noteworthy"; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;">doing nothing' can be a really good thing. There is no time for us to do NOTHING. When there is, we are too impatient to lay low. Checking our phones every 2 mins, playing a game or two. Sitting idle with nothingness is extinct now. Extinction, like its counterpart, came fast. I didn't know what hit me, it was fast and exciting, but now it's just a habit which keeps on repeating every few minutes. </span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-27945508349876909862013-04-22T10:59:00.000-07:002020-05-18T10:09:05.803-07:00Suffering own demons<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "noteworthy"; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"> I have many demons inside me which makes me what I am (along with the angels). I thought I had control over my demons but this irresistible force comes to me when I am weak. Demons feed on our weaknesses and make us weaker. Waiting to be released, angels lying in a closed beaker. Demons have taken control over them now. Will there ever be a revelation? Complete annihilation of demons. Or will I be destroyed in this annihilation? The question no one can answer. All I can do is suffer my own demons and find a way to fight them. The struggle is long and hard but one who walks on the broken glasses can understand the true softness of sand. In reality, glass is created by the fire between the sands. Truth is always in front of us but we choose to look behind.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-10149549189093671062013-04-15T12:08:00.000-07:002020-05-18T10:14:06.309-07:00Mind vs Matter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "noteworthy"; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;">A</span>ttachment good or bad? A question that has been troubling many religions. We all had experiences of attachment in our life. But mine is weird though, can't make sense of it. A little while back I was in a place away from everyone I knew, miles from my comfort. I hated every moment of it, every hour, use to count my days backward to when I 'll leave this place and get back with my daily schedule and with all my life's comfort and privileges. But some part of me wanted to miss that place, didn't want to leave. The final day of exile as I would say; I was back communicating with strangers, thinking that the days are over and I'm done with this. The fact is, that I have completed my 12 days of staying away from my comfort, but when I am leaving which I wanted to from day one, I am getting this homesick feeling that I'm going to miss this place. All the time I had there, with myself, just me and my mind, and no one else existed. I was lonely but calm. I wasn't comfortable but I was at peace. The mind was seeking peace which I got there; peace of almost nothingness. </span><br />
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In his entire life span, a man can want many things - money, car, lavish home, and power but in the end, it's the peace of mind that they seek. Peace cannot be bought by money, found by power, or by helping needy. It can be attained by knowing the mind, body, nature, and time. Knowing self is always the first step and the last step. But from the day we are born we try to figure out the world and its aspects. Finding self is like finding god. God needs to be found and respected. So find yourself and respect it. The peace will be found or peace will find you.<br />
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Here I am back with all my family, friends, and acquaintances talking, trying to figure out my career and my future. But my present is worried, restless, once again needs to feel my mind. The mind who has been confusing me all my life. There is an answer in this confusion which I haven't figured out yet. But soon will, till then it's just an unanswered mind trying to communicate with me in all sorts of language which I don't understand yet.</div>
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-43208419164897027632012-10-23T01:41:00.000-07:002020-05-18T10:16:47.377-07:00Heal the world<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> I</b></span><span style="font-size: large;">t is always you against the world but in the end, the world always wins. We can stand against each other but when we stand against the world, we fall. When God created this world, he loved it more than his children. Whoever of his children stood against this world, fell and was deprived of his endless love. Who are we to stand against his creation, when his loved and obedient immortals failed? We can be with the world and bring in changes rather than being against it. We improve this world more by being with it than fighting against it.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-82750293899376045892012-10-23T01:13:00.001-07:002020-05-18T10:19:19.317-07:00Non-Living Person<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> C</b></span><span style="font-size: large;">alling a lift like its a real person. As if, it's going to answer you-' Yes! You called.' We personify so many things in life. Do we want it to be- people we meet daily? We develop a relationship with these non-living things. But what about our true relationship? Are they so privileged? We are busy developing relations with non-living products and brands that we forget the true essence of life. What makes us human? Our family, civilization, communication, and intelligence, this makes us human. But are we humans or are we dancers? Dancing to the tune of machines and technology; Are we evolving? We are isolating from humanity and trying to find harmony with our money.</span></span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-4816973742195480142012-10-23T00:45:00.002-07:002020-05-18T10:23:48.364-07:00Thoughts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"If life gives you one reason to cry it will give you 101 reasons to be happy."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Is the end, where I begin."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"The question you need to ask yourself is - do you need money or life? The money will be there in both cases, but the risk is involved in the latter."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"I show only to hide."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Self-righteous people are always wrong about themselves."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Day never ends it starts fresh. So, we can start fresh every day no matter how good or bad the previous day was!"</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"I am not a rebel by choice."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"I am soft-spoken but my words are loud."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Its when your life is back on track you start caring about yourself."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Battles are always fought well, but whoever wins is always remembered."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Don't watch yourself while crying. You'll pity yourself. Don't ever pity yourself!"</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"When we experience sadness and struggle, we associate it with the place."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Do we need to die or be seriously sick to do good deeds? Does near-death experience make us a better person?"</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Don't take a conversation as an argument, start taking an argument as a conversation."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"When a person is alone he remembers everybody."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Teenagers are species who aren't sure of what they'll do but affirmative about who they'll do."</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">"Truth is always in front but we choose to look behind."</span></li>
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-67598197005590821982012-07-08T02:05:00.004-07:002020-05-18T10:06:17.555-07:00Seasons of life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>A</b></span><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">t the moment my life is a symphony composed of three distinct phases: 'a lot of people', 'a few people', and 'almost no one'. Each of them lasts about four months of the year. Like the four season in a year.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> A lot of people- when I'm in touch with my colleagues, people I know and people I don't want to know. We talk about work, we talk about movies, we talk about politics, etc. But all we do is talk.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> A few people- when my friends are around. We hang out, we party, we recollect school days or college days and laugh out loud. We laugh at our stupid mistakes of past like it was just another thing that happened(which was a big deal back then). But time waits for no man or woman.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> Almost no one- when I'm alone not even I'm with myself. I have got friends but I need a solution. I'm lonely in my head, the heart brings courage through its veins hence we survive these stormy rains.</span></div>
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-20616715752503607882012-07-08T01:41:00.001-07:002020-05-18T10:26:47.408-07:00This is war<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Fighting for power</div>
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Fighting for resources</div>
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Fighting for rights</div>
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This is war </div>
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This is war</div>
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Battles can be won but the war always persists</div>
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Persistence can be resisted</div>
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But fight prevails instead</div>
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Given the situation</div>
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People living in a circle</div>
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Words thrown ahead</div>
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Hits you from behind</div>
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Like rage has its own mind</div>
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The whole world is made of glass</div>
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Once cracked it does not last</div>
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We call it the crack of doom</div>
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People need to stand up for peace</div>
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Cooling out the racist heat</div>
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Race against the evil </div>
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Not with each other</div>
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Belonging to a colour or group doesn't really matter</div>
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-31971309223978382832012-07-07T07:45:00.000-07:002020-05-18T10:30:41.728-07:00Unseeing eyes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"> <b>I</b></span><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">n our entire life do we look at ourselves? We generally don't have time for that! Do we even look in the mirror to see closely the color of our eyes and feel what they are trying to tell us? We take a bath, dress up and comb our hair in front of the mirror but do we even look at ourselves? We are generally busy looking at others, what they're up to, and what they have been doing. But what about the horseshoe shoe-shaped letter "<b>U</b>"? We have omitted that letter from our alphabet since we were slapped by life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> We are stuck in the traffic on the highway where we try to overtake others and try to reach the destination before them. But have you asked yourself what after that? There is a popular saying that the journey makes the destination worthwhile. But if we don't enjoy the journey, how can we be so sure that this destination is for us? Will we be happy to reach this destination? We can't swim in the air but who is stopping you from doing that? Doing that at least we can learn some acrobatics never performed or you may even learn to fly. Similarly, we can't fly in water but in an attempt to fly we can learn to swim. So the journey is what makes the destination worth even though you didn't expect the found result.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-23157781815809814242012-06-28T06:27:00.002-07:002012-08-29T03:58:44.454-07:00Fear<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;">W</span></b><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">hy do we try to intimidate everyone? Are we afraid of them or do we have some sort of threat from them? We do not have any threat from anyone morally other than ourselves. We are our biggest threat.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-81993859670171743562012-06-28T06:24:00.003-07:002020-05-18T10:33:32.924-07:00The art of photography<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"> W</span></b><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">hy do we see so many people trying their hand in photography? They say they want to see the world. I ask you, do you need a camera to see the world? Or do you want to show others what you really see? Clicking pictures uploading on Facebook, Twitter, blogs, and Flickr; getting likes, comments, and shares. A perfect wanna-be we all have become. Can nature's true beauty be captured in photographs or its just a dead weight in your album? I'll click my picture with a DSLR on my face that will make me a photographer. I'll just wander around with my camera on the streets, national parks, and mountain ranges trying to find my candid moments but do we actually see the beauty and cherish it? All we do is stick our copyright on it and share it with others wanting to be photographers. Do we smile while we experience the beautiful moment or we just waste it digging for our camera and clicking it?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> I'm not a critic, I'm just thinking.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-67851786014925098142012-06-28T06:15:00.001-07:002020-05-18T10:34:58.534-07:00Real dreams<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">H</span></b><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">ave you ever felt this in your dreams that you are trying to run away from something but you are not able generate enough speed? You try to run faster but you just stall ahead. You feel its real until you wake up and realize that you can run fast.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> You forget this dream as another bad dream but have you ever spent a few minutes thinking about that dream. It's then you realize that you have been stalling in your real life.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-35138624882945255672012-06-28T06:10:00.001-07:002020-05-18T10:36:57.546-07:00Branding Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> <b><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">L</span></b></span><span style="font-size: large;">ife is a brand with many campaigns, some are successful some ain't. Successful campaigns are always cherished and spoken about. But do we learn from the unsuccessful campaigns, the most important of all? Don't we learn from our mistakes anymore? What about the present? Sometimes we get answers in our questions but we are too afraid of being unsuccessful again. In that fear, we stop living and become a well-calculated robot. We construct our lives on our successful campaigns.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"> We need to stop branding our lives and start living. We sometimes say let's give our lives new meaning. Have we ever stopped for a moment and thought that does our present one have any? If we haven't then, what is the guarantee that the new one will have some? All we need to do is stop reading someone else's dictionary and start writing ours</span>.</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-50044595252376266452012-06-15T08:02:00.003-07:002020-05-18T10:43:53.782-07:00Godly hope<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Success takes a vision,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">what do you see?<br />Seeing is believing,<br />do you believe in me?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><br />Been following someone else's vision,<br />trying to explore my own horizon.<br />Manway leads to a hopeless end.<br />God's way leads to an endless hope.<br />Trying to see god in what I do.<br />Hope crashes in me through the endless blue.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><br />God is what you believe in<br />I believe in myself does that make me god?<br />I m not a god, not the best human.<br />but what I do is what I believe in<br />Give me faith, give me a new religion<br />Paces from godly war for region.</span></div>
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-36493678788174646122012-03-01T22:12:00.003-08:002020-05-18T10:39:43.460-07:00Making<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Experience enriches life.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> Life enriches you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">You enrich people.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">In your head, you live alone,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> Your heart is one that brings people along.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Open your heart let people in,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> Cramping for room</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> A famous little life is in the making!</span></div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-81596576563620882892012-02-01T22:27:00.000-08:002020-05-18T11:00:30.854-07:00Not Again<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Choking up on words<br />
The mind cannot be heard<br />
Been screaming loud inside<br />
Don't have no place to hide<br />
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Grab some stage<br />
Snatch your freedom<br />
Shout out to the world<br />
Shout your mind out<br />
Clear your head when in doubt<br />
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Growling in despair<br />
And hope for me is beyond repair<br />
Was locked up in my skull for 20 odd years<br />
Revolution started burning in the 5-year-old<br />
Was always tired of being told<br />
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Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-88291157363795263042012-01-16T09:44:00.001-08:002020-05-18T10:59:07.658-07:00Technically Speaking<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In the quest for making life better<br />
thinking technically, my head jitter<br />
I have lived this life for six years now<br />
With grave intend and glare<br />
I survived majestically somehow<br />
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From working on a job to flirting with a bob<br />
Falling in a relationship, getting knocked out<br />
Technically speaking, life ain't technical no more<br />
Roughly romancing, beaches & movies, roaming in the mall<br />
Lunching & dining, pocket money did take the fall<br />
Few thousand texts, few more cups of cappuccino, they want it all<br />
Beg borrow steal the new mantra<br />
because you always want something more<br />
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Writing your hand out, getting pals to write<br />
Packs of cigarettes, bottles of liquor<br />
What you wrote will be litter<br />
With all that smoke and intoxication submission is done<br />
Victor's remorse: The song has been sung<br />
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Studying daily won't catch the light<br />
Watching closely with weaker sight<br />
All so for three hours of adrenaline rush<br />
Avoiding the massacre pass you must<br />
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Four years of salvation, life starved to death<br />
Finding a job in thousands nest<br />
With no technical knowledge & null practical application<br />
A boy is lost in this country's education</div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-49182281476462384502012-01-16T09:40:00.003-08:002020-05-18T10:01:00.818-07:00Suit Yourself<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>W</b></span>hen you come to life, you are just a little person who is learning to drive the fleshy new suit. The first thing you actually learn is to see. You look at the friendly, amazed, and happy faces around, though knowing nothing that's happening. Crawling around your crib you stand tall. Tumbling your walk with your arms spread open; you accept everything that's given.<br />
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Your bodysuit grows with the time, and time teaches you to run, but not sure of the direction. Running like crazy you reach your destination but not sure whether you were supposed to be here. By the time you realize your bodysuit gets old and starts deteriorating. You give up on running and start escalating to your future. In your life, few bodysuits come and go, leaving you with memories. Some bring change and some to blame. But its the journey that makes it lively and living as it is. There is a destination to every journey but without the journey, there won't be any destination, they will be just places. Similarly, without life, we will only be bodysuits.</div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-86632939717128986252012-01-16T09:39:00.001-08:002020-05-18T11:06:32.551-07:00Fly Away<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I don't want to touch the sky<br />
But for once I definitely would like to fly<br />
Launch me off the ground<br />
Spreading my wings out open<br />
With limitless bound<br />
Cruising through the wind<br />
I'm not coming down<br />
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No matter how lovely is the nest<br />
but birds still fly away<br />
Taking the first flight up the skyway<br />
Drifting through the winds round and round<br />
Flying over the endless seas<br />
can see no ground<br />
Disconnected from worldly problems<br />
Connected with myself<br />
I want to glide on without any help<br />
Dipping into life<br />
Grabbing my dreams<br />
Following my heart, tough it seems<br />
People trying to speak sense in you<br />
Changing your mind by forcing their views<br />
Yet another fallen angel crashes to earth<br />
Or shall I say another one bites the Dirt?</div>
Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-19103443227370180792012-01-16T09:38:00.001-08:002012-07-07T09:37:55.237-07:00Sin The Bad Sailor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Row, row, row your boat</div>
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Row along the waves, you won't</div>
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Windy stormy lightning bolt </div>
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Lower down your sail, but you don't</div>
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Torn sail on a restless ocean</div>
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Met your doom out in open</div>
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Screaming wind deafening ears</div>
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Now missing my childhood years</div>
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Young as a calf old as a baby</div>
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Surviving chances are just a may be</div>
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All my life sticking to the rule </div>
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Life has no rule or a school</div>
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Thinking of every alternative </div>
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Life has no prerogative</div>
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Just when there is no hope</div>
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Your life is under a microscope</div>
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Surviving all the evil</div>
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You make yourself a devil</div>
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No spine with a top thinkless head</div>
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You are just as good as dead</div>
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Adventure and excitement are the novels you have never read</div>
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Drinking sleepless nights waking up but still asleep</div>
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All geared up for work tightening screws</div>
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A robot working for same few's</div>
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Surviving storm was just a starter</div>
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Been hitting with a dart at the cyclone center</div>
</div>Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-9425332366071087472012-01-16T09:37:00.001-08:002012-01-16T09:37:41.708-08:00Don't Do Drugs<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Everyone has a breaking point</div><div style="text-align: center;">Along with melting, boiling and freezing</div><div style="text-align: center;">When in your life there is no zing</div><div style="text-align: center;">You breakdown & rise </div><div style="text-align: center;">Much to your own surprise</div><div style="text-align: center;">It's due fighting not drinking spirit</div><div style="text-align: center;">You drink and fall & cope the dope</div><div style="text-align: center;">You fight back before you lose, I hope</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hallucinating & living in trip of heaven</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy the synonym for intoxication that you have given</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">All your dreams pass before your eyes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Playing your life on a pair of rolling dice</div><div style="text-align: center;">Drinking and doping for a smaller price</div><div style="text-align: center;">Supernaturally assertive</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bringing home ghostly career</div><div style="text-align: center;">Head at the base up-top rear</div><div style="text-align: center;">Your motto</div><div style="text-align: center;">Live life king size</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wee span royal highness, we rise</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">"Hello darkness my friend</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have come to talk to you again"</div><div style="text-align: center;">he said</div><div style="text-align: center;">"You have been with me all the time</div><div style="text-align: center;">All I want is to live in chime</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take my old days, give me a life</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy with my kids and my wife"</div><div style="text-align: center;">Darkness replies</div><div style="text-align: center;">"You' have lived here for years without light</div><div style="text-align: center;">Leave me and go, you might</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm hidden in every human deep inside</div><div style="text-align: center;">They miss me when lonely</div><div style="text-align: center;">I friend them soulfully</div><div style="text-align: center;">Some stay forever and go crazy</div><div style="text-align: center;">Feeding on there troubles I make them hazy</div><div style="text-align: center;">You'll miss me and come back</div><div style="text-align: center;">I'll collect your soul and put it in my rack"</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /></div>Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-19504910496061554882011-12-15T07:37:00.001-08:002011-12-15T07:37:41.943-08:00Heroic Need<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">We need a hero to save us</div><div style="text-align: center;">There will be a light</div><div style="text-align: center;">That will show us our right</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enslaved and Engraved</div><div style="text-align: center;">We have no insight</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have a hard time living in the city of gotham</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here life gets loud and messes with your ear</div><div style="text-align: center;">Surrounded by layers and layers of atmosfear</div><div style="text-align: center;">Entering those layers we burn and; slam on ground</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dent on gotham, bruised and burned</div><div style="text-align: center;">Deafly ears hear no sound</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Won't perish like the dust in wind</div><div style="text-align: center;">With supernatural power of belief</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fight back till the end</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is a hero in everyone</div><div style="text-align: center;">With power of determination</div><div style="text-align: center;">In men and women, there daughter and son</div><div style="text-align: center;">Subordinately passive</div><div style="text-align: center;">Religiously aggressive</div><div style="text-align: center;">People here are superstitiously cohesive</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have lived here through the dark</div><div style="text-align: center;">Striking revolution</div><div style="text-align: center;">Comes a hero to ignite the spark</div><div style="text-align: center;">Everyone needs a hero born in the neighbourhood </div><div style="text-align: center;">Wake up</div><div style="text-align: center;">There is always a robin in your own hood</div></div>Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5679228634912131746.post-54104123107748778742011-10-09T04:29:00.000-07:002011-10-27T00:20:35.437-07:00Technically Speaking<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">In quest of making life better<br />
thinking technically, my head jitter<br />
I have lived this life for six years now<br />
With grave intend and glare<br />
I survived majestically somehow<br />
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From working on a job to flirting with a bob<br />
Falling in a relationship, getting heartthrob<br />
Now technically speaking life ain't technical no more<br />
Roughly romancing, beaches & movies, roaming in the mall<br />
Lunching & dining, pocket money did take a fall<br />
Few thousand texts, few more cups of cappuccino, they want it all<br />
Beg borrow steal the new mantra<br />
because you always want something more<br />
<br />
Writing your hand out, getting pals to write<br />
Packs of cigarettes, bottles of liquor<br />
What you wrote is going to litter<br />
With all that smoke and intoxication submission is done<br />
Victor's remorse: The song has been sung<br />
Studying daily won't catch light<br />
Watching closely with weaker sight<br />
All so for three hours of adrenaline rush<br />
Avoiding the massacre pass you must<br />
<br />
Four years of salvation, life starved to death<br />
Finding job in thousands nest<br />
With no technical knowledge & null practical application<br />
Boy is lost in this country's education</div>Maverickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17619480609642179754noreply@blogger.com1Versova, Andheri East, Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.130251086257665 72.81832677935881319.119893086257665 72.80987927935881 19.140609086257665 72.826774279358816