THE GIRL OF MY LIFE….……PART - II

As soon as the calendar showed the date one,

My heart started to  thump with thoughts of someone.

Every month she  messaged me upon her arrival,

It brought to the senses , joys of revival.

Though I got angry whenever she got late,

But eventual submission to her had become my fate.

With hushed steps , she quietly moved into my life,

Was dear to me, only next to my wife.

Our affair was well known even to my parents,

They too showered love upon her , proving no deterrent.

She was lean and thin when I was young,

Grew fat and healthy as  time sprung.

Her leanly figure was a sore to the eyes,

And her healthy body brought happiness in disguise.

Her blissful steps drove away all traces of negative radiance,

Every item in house took her permission before thy entrance.

She ever stood by me in moments of distress,

With her help only , I could please my mistress.

Her six letter name served as tonic to my hard work,

My wife being the queen, she being ‘My Lady Luck’.

She served as a measure of my life’s prosperity,

Truly justifying her pompous presence and austerity.

Love

Abhishek Singh

It should better be known the lady talked about is none other than ‘My Monthly Salary’………………..And how she is important in everybody’s life.

A Friend of mine……………………………..

A friend of mine…..,

Benevolent to me as sunshine,

Had strands of hair as porcupine,

Shared baseless ramblings with confidence divine,

Such was a friend of mine…..

We sat for hours over a bottle of wine,

And took depart only once the clock struck nine.

We knew each girl in class, by their name and roll numbers,

Still toiled hard together, to get their phone numbers.

Seated in the library, we evaluated the girls by their looks,

Getting caught in the act, had to scamper for books.

Never to fall for a girl, was the oath we had taken,

But promises, like eggs, were meant to be broken.

For us, getting ready was just a ten minute affair,

Of which, eight minutes were spent in grooming the face and the hair.

We were always  first for food or college bus,

But for labs & classes, we never had the same inrush.

An hour in class seemed like a living hell,

While the same time span in the cafeteria went so well.

We had well in advance planning for outings and trips,

But we always took the exams at our own risks.

We managed our precious time for cricket or football,

But extra classes at college weren’t ever lucky to have our footfall.

Finally the placement season showed its arrival,

And thus began the ultimate battle 0f survival.

We worked out the hardest in our life,

And one could easily see the zeal in our strive.

And thereby passed, life’s phase of transition,

We both had secure decent job positions.

Both of us got placed in different reputed organizations,

The only difference was in their podium positions.

Then came, what eluded us for the last three years,

To my best friend, I was no longer too dear.

Though I got the job most coveted,

But I lost my friend, whom I was closely associated.

Till date nobody dared to seperate  our ways ,

But now bitterness in our relationship had its stay .

On the eve of our graduate valediction,

We were finally able to grease up our friction.

While there was hugs and best wishes all around ,

He expressed his grief through sobs and tears profound.

Love

AbhishekSingh

THE NEWSPAPER

The newspaper is quite an extraordinary invention,

Giving due updates about sports, politics and nation.

Hundreds of Hawkers sacrifice their sleep with glee,

In order to provide flavor to the morning tea.

The Hawkers roll the newspaper into its compact version,

And even tiny spaces of the balcony get hit with pinpoint precision.

The FrontPage tells aloud the dynamic overall summary,

Providing a glimpse of the wider inside story.

The pages get earmarked for different topics,

Last page for sports, page three for rumors and gossips.

Astrology, crosswords and puzzles make it a lively spot,

And each successfully printed page is marked by four colored dots.

Each printed set is a result of dedicated cooperative steam,

The day belonging to Reporters, while night to the printing team.

Prospective Marriage proposals are made through the matrimonial section,

Couples made in Heaven, get united through this medium.

Businessmen keep a STOCK of their current market assets,

While common people get to know their region’s various facets.

Employers look out for people through the Jobs section,

Promptly justifying for the daily, the youth’s profound fascination.

The Newspaper focuses at special occasions and festivals,

Giving deeper insights into relegious history and special rituals.

Some people inform about demise in the family, some about new arrivals,

Making the Newspaper synchronous with life’s destiny cycle.

The Newspaper comes in at but a nominal amount,

The Advertisements resulting in bulk of its revenue count.

Amongst World’s various cultures and Nationalities,

The Newspaper remains the common but ubiquitous entity.

The Newspaper served as a common thread in many great revolutions,

Such is its fate that it still fights terrorism, dowry, infanticide ,and corruption.

Love

Abhishek Singh

basaMt pMcamaI

hr vaYa- basaMt pMcamaI kao Aanao vaalaa yao idvasa .

hmaoM kr dota hO AanaMidt haonao pr ivavaSa ..

maa^M sarsvatI kI kaomala kRpa dRiYT .

pUNa- krtI [sa saMsaar kI saRiYT ..

Ca~ krto klama  iktaba Aaid kao namana .

Bai@t Baava AaOr [cCaAaoM sao Bar ]zta mana ..

hYaao- ]llaasa sao pirpUNa- yao %yaaohar .

]jjavala BaivaYya kI kamanaa ka hO War ..

pUro BaartvaYa- ko Ca~ vaga- kao hO jaaoD,ta .

eosaI  hO  [sa  pavana  pva-  kI  mah%ta ..

iSaxaa saMsqaanaaoM maoM pT jaatI ki~ma p`kaSa kI SaaoBaa .

pr maa^ sarsvatI ko mauK maNDla ko samaana kh^a [nakI AaBaa ..

dIpk kI jyaaoit sao p`kaiSat hao ]zta pUjaa sqala .

Bai@t Baava sao pirpUNa- hao jaata jaIvana ka hr ek pla ..

hr iksaI nao Apnao saunahro BaivaYya ko ilae hO sapnao sajaae .

maa^ sarsvatI kI kRpa dRiYT hotU ]nho doto saba kuC batae ..

baor AaOr Anya flaaoM sao pT jaata hO baajaar .

saBaI pr samaana $p sao Cata hO maa^ ka snaoh AaOr Pyaar ..

laD\DU imaza[yaaoM kI SaaoBaa kr dotI hO mana kao hiYa-t .

prMtU pUjaa saMpnna haonao ko phlao [nho doKkr hI rhnaa pD,ta hO p`fuillat ..

pMiDt jaI ka hr maM~ lagata hO saBaI kao BaarI .

hr iksaI kao tao basa rhtI hO p`saad imalanao kI baokrarI ..

kqaa pUjana ko daOrana khIM gaPpoM khIM naIMd BaI Saaimala hao jaatI .

prMtU AartI kI maQaUr QaUna sabakao madmast hO kr jaatI ..

yah  %yaaohar samaaja ko hr vaga- kao hO krIba laata .

AapsaI talamaola AaOr sadBaava ko maayanao hO samaJaata ..

saUrja kI phlaI ikrNa laatI hO ]%sava kI lahr .

hsaIM KuSaI kT jaata hO [sa idna ka hr phr ..

nama AaKaoM sao hma manaato hO maa^ sarsvatI ka ivada[- samaaraoh .

Agalao vaYa- jaldI Aanao ka rhta hO nama` Aaga`h ..

 Agalao [-svaI tk [sa ]%sava ka rhogaa [Mtjaar .

AaOr ya^U hI Apnao baccaaoM pr maa^ tuma barsaanaa mamatamayaI snaoh AaOr Pyaar ..

Pyaar

AiBaYaok isaMh

Birthday.................

Normally i go in for pre-edited posts which i directly post onto my blog.But this one's special because through this post i want to thank all the people who have been a part of my life journey so far so good.

On the occasion of my birthday , i would use this media to express my sweet love to my dear friends at my college who on 10th December made sure that i did not graduate out of college without celebrating a single birthday and also that i get a taste of the birthday bumps which others were lucky enough to get each year.

That special gesture of theirs really touched my heart and i want to thank them for making me feel so special having you all as friends...........

Thank you krishna,vatsh,vikram,amit,piku,jitu,fasih,prem,duggi,ravi...........

thank you once again.......


Love
Abhishek Singh   

DISCIPLINE - A VITAL ASPECT OF LIFE

Discipline is an important facet of our life. Its importance is further signified by it being the first wife of every military personnel. A soldier without discipline is just as a Hindi movie without a heroine. We all are disciplined in some way or the other. We have a daily schedule for various types of activities as jogging, going to college, lunch, dinner and other daily activities.

Discipline also plays an important role in time management. A person who is not disciplined can also not be orderly with respect to time. In this fast paced world, we all have to meet various deadlines: deadline for assignments, projects or seminars. Being disciplined helps us meet these deadlines with glee, whereas unorderly schedule keeps us at our toes.

Discipline is such an important feature in our life that it affects each and every indivisual. The importance of discipline got further engraved in my mind when I woke up this Wednesday at my home. I heard the yelling of many beggars on the road for alms. Here I would like to mention that this particular “BATCH” of beggars visits our locality only on Wednesday mornings and they have other days reserved for other regions of Jamshedpur!!!! . Further interesting feature of the story is that I have been witnessing this schedule of theirs for the last 10-15 years.

It is said that the world changes every decade, but these beggars teach us the essence of discipline in our lives. The begging faces though have changed, but not their schedule and they have passed on their legacy with utmost strict code of conduct.

I would like to emphasize that I do not encourage begging as a means to survive life, but wish to emphasize that even the most downtrodden community of our society loves to work on time and also that we can learn from any person-irrespective of their social status, irrespective of their age, and also irrespective of their academic qualifications.

Love

Abhishek Singh 

The Haldia Local ………

The ‘Haldia Local’ begins its journey on a strict disciplinary note,

Not accelerating to its capacity in just one stroke.

The train then swiftly approaches the station Bandar,

Proudly announcing its arrival with a thunder.

The train further bids goodbye to I.O.C.L, Tata Power and Exide,

The rapid and swaying motion clearly demonstrates its pride.

The first rays of the sun then express its soothening arrival,

The green field’s vista in the background aids in mood revival.

The hot Panskura chop puts us into mouth watering plight,

Sipping hot lemon tea alongside adds to the delight.

The mind gets refreshed by the river Rupnarayan’s cool blowing breeze,

But the scramble rush of people at Bagnan puts the passengers at unease.

While all other available eatables, vary with their nearby stations,

The majestic ‘Jhalmuri’ remains ever at our disposition.

The train is no less than a moving market,

With each vendor having different products up his closet.

Their inventive advertising chimes are a bit too strange,

With books, pens, combs, oranges………., they almost have everything in their range.

When the journey finally nears its completion,

The train slowly approaches Howrah station.

Till now the train considered itself to be a valiant knight,

But it enters Howrah station just as a bride enters the room on first night.

As soon as the train reaches the platform shores,

The ever busy people don’t have the time to wait any more.

People scamper towards the door, to set out for their tasks,

While the train stands relaxed on the platform to bask.

Hardly after bidding goodbye to all its passengers,

The train sets out for its next adventure.

Love

Abhishek Singh