I WILL SURVIVE

Banao Banao ...... right now

FRAMES...

Brothers in arms.....

 Caffeinated....!!

Point Blank....!!

The Lotus....

The Peanut-Eater....!!

"Mike...? dude can you hear me??"

Rockstar....

The 'pen' is mightier....

Diwali ka Diwala...!!

THE GODS

Vasu and her 'rangoli'

The 'Jhil-Mil' Lights

The holy fire of 'hawan'

Let there be light...

Earthen Lamp: Mood 1

Earthen Lamp: Mood 2

Earthen Lamp: Mood 3

Earthen Lamp: Mood 4

Lamp vs. Light

Stairway to heaven....

I, ALONE

As I watch the setting sun infront of me, 

I ask myself how cruel it is to be,
He who shines throughout the day for us,
And then slowly goes down without any fuss.

But for the 'power-cuts' we don't mind him,
How he burns all day and give us light and warmth,
Patiently he waits as the night surrounds us,
And back he is again to mark a new dawn.

Alone near my window I sit,
And think of the people who mean to me,
They to whom I clung in their times both good and bad,
What were I for them- a friend or a collie?

I was there with them when they needed someone to talk to,
Even when they needed a pat or hugs,
And now when i need some one for me,
Where are those people, "Oh! What thugs!"

Sometimes i weep on my pillow at nights,
Is there really no one to hug me tight?
And say that the night would soon be over,
The sun would come, and its light it would shower.

If 'GOOD' was the only evil I did,
And 'HELP' was my one and only sin,
Oh! what a fool had i been,
I expected from those whose character is so thin.

I have started to feel the heat,
And gradually i'll be silent and cold,
No more like sun will i rise again,
Will i be just another object, broken and old?

O' that rebel inside me,
Is he the architect of this fall?
All this time he was just sitting and watching,
Or maybe he was just waiting for the call.

No. That rebel is now my only friend,
And he alone would guide me through,
He would give me the power to survive,
And that sight to penetrate the fake and see the true.

I will fight this loneliness,
And again like sun will i rise,
May God bless those who made me suffer,
Because of them my powers I realize.

So with a heavy heart and a joyless soul,
I promise to keep my sprits alive,
I will soar great heights and find my mark,
If life is a challenge for- the best I will strive.

I will show to those who deserted me,
That I was down but not out...
Like a Phoenix from the ashes will I rise again,
"AND THAT SHELL WOULD BE BROKEN BY THE NEW SPROUT..."

Ankur Saxena …

And then they live forever...

Some people are meant not be just a good person........but a great friend, amazing spirit, helpers even at their own cost, Such people are not fit for this place.....coz they deserve something better much better than what this world could offer....

Venkat Kantabhukta Shashank, but much know as Sashi or Kauwa.............was one such soul.

As from one of his last facebook posts he writes:

.............."have gone mad to travel 12 hrs during day to reach Hyderabad from Bangalore all alone....... wish i get a nice company.... please god sirf ek baar...... u knw wat i mean ;)"...............

Well congrats Shashi ......... God heard you! And we all hope that you really have the best company that we mortals could have never provide you. The instant memories that anyone could have of Shashank is a lean thin khattu....with a big smile and ready to work his heart out for you...all you need to do is let him know. He was an exceptionally good graphics designer, had knowledge of a much wider range of software than a normal Architect. But what made him more special than the rest of the lot was, he was a person with a lot of warmth, and almost negative ego. During his stay in the college, BIT Mesra, he made innumerable friends from all departments.

One of my most loving seniors of all time, Shashi was an exceptional wicket-keeper. His flying catches behind the wicket made him earn the title of 'Kauwa'.....

I am writing this piece as a tribute to a great man, an ever-helping senior and a very good and close friend of behalf of all of his juniors, whom he loved and helped so much and who love and will always love him forever.

Shashank, we all pray to God that may you find eternal peace and real nice company up there....and watch us from top, guide us through difficulty like you always did.......coz you just can not end like this for us. You will always live in out heart and minds, and every good action that we'll do will remind us of you. The legacy that you have left behind is only of hope, joys help and goodness for others.

We love you Shashank and will pray that your life inspires others of that paramount of ever-lasting goodness that you were. May you have a joyous journey to the other world.

Amen. 

A curve of Believe.....

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Cascade of Life

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 ....A Bond of Love....

Valleys of God