Happy New Year

New year 2010

Race of Life

Race of Life

People say this isKalyugin which everybody has become so selfish, think only about their interest. But I look at differently as a different Color of Life and I feel we don’t give time to our self also, isn’t it? Now just give thought to some questions.

Could you give enough time to have your food?

Could you give enough time to your family?

Could you sleep as long as you want?

Could you watch TV as long as you want?

Could you have fun with your friends as long as you want?

Could you enjoy holidays as long as you want?

Could you give time to your self interests as much as you want??

This is calledRace of Life” you couldn’t even do that what you want to do and for how long you want to do. This is anotherColor of Life”, isn’t it? Our situation is same as this picture, we want to do lots of things but our responsibilities towards society, family, and friends locks our hands.

Now have a look at this poem If I were Mad (down below) by Mr. Vivek Kumar Singhal, who knows about most of the Color of Life.

"If I were Mad”

If I were Mad

If I were Mad,

I would laugh all day long; but now,

Laughter doesn’t come even forcibly.

If I were Mad,

I would sleep all day long; but now,

Sleep doesn’t come even in night.

If I were Mad,

I would talk like a maniacal; but now,

No colloquy is even interpretable.

If I were Mad,

I would long for you like a mad; but now,

Your thought doesn’t even flash in the mind.

If I were Mad,

I would live the life like a mad, but now,

Demise doesn’t even approach when desired.

Sic, may I go mad!

In you love or wait,

And then with a hiccough may die in you lap,

With a contentment of your attainment!

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"Girl"

Most beautiful creation of "GOD" is " Girl ", As "A SHE includes HE". One day I was reading book I came across a poem by Vivek Kumar Singhal with the Title of "IF I WERE A GIRL". In this poet says his birth on this earth as a boy is the result of sinful acts and assumes the life of a girl.

“If I were a Girl”


The lord according to my sinful acts

Granted me a boy’s role in accordance with some facts

Now I have a boyish mind to think

And sea-like problems to sink!

Had it been another case, I were a girl;

With a charming face and long fastened curl!

Now I suppose myself as a girl and think,

Try to create and write emotions with ink.

Inasmuch as I’m youngest in the family,

I cam do aught, providential or silly!

My elder brothers love me as their breath,

My mother provides as much she hath,

My father swings me upon his shoulder,

And hugs when it gets colder!

I hardly go outdoors after eight of clock

Dance indoors holding my red frock!

I dread the horrible, dreadful thunder,

And when gets laughed at, try to gerrymander.

My coy expressions make me innocent,

As I love my brothers and each parent.

‘Little` as I’m called by the beloved ones,

And find no distinction between daughters and sons!

But some say the days will not remain same

This is an integral part of life’s game

That one day I’ll have to leave this family,

And to live with another beloved ones, willy-nilly!

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