They take us so long!

Never been in the world, that showed me all real

Hazy was it all, a pious hope was all I had

Fairly land I thought, caught up on the false

Had this dream of shit, to impress all I greet

Fearing all the way, putting on different shoes, thrilling them to win. Then,

Something held me back, coaching through the path, pulling on to track.

Walking in our shoe, they take us so long, despite all the flaws

Way too long as it goes, such it not so far, never give a damn,

About the measure of the walk, or distance of the path or the rate that it has 

It knocks sense to all, to take our own stand that is so tall, tallish up till as we dream!

Shoot it like a champ!

Teaching myself prayers, that are written by the nature

Wising me long, cleansing all the dark that had struck with the past

Yet I know what I feel that never felt before all by the deepest of the heart

Gentle is the time, savior of my fall, held me up as I’m strong

Drowned in the dimness, such labor was I, under the delusion of sanity

Clearing all the dark, I see it as the world, that is different from I thought

Pain is like a sword that sweeps off all the crap that makes us so damn!

It is no such bad, nothing to be sad, as it only flows like a river that washes off filth that smearing all the thoughts!

It’s a battle of life, between one and the pain

Taking all the blows, it only looks hard yet the loser is pain

Kick it with all smiles, and shoot it with laughter coz the winner in the end is the one kicks more and shoots like a champ!

Game that we rule

Sportsmen are honorable persons in almost in every country. That’s why I perhaps formed a great liking for sports. Since childhood I had a dream of being one of the  sportsmen. Never gave much of a thought to choose one though. I happened to form a great interest in sports which in turn would have been my passion today if I had given a serious attempt to one. 

That’s not where it ends if we happened to have liking for something and not fulfilled the desire to accomplish it, this madness still continues and ceases to leave us with time, though it disappears in a while, still pokes us back.I fulfill most of the desires of playing sports through this fascinating and the most well known game of FOOTBALL. I often turn sporty with ambition that pushes me up for playing.

To begin with, a nearly culture of playing football has emerged in the first year of my engineering. We, ECE gamers gave a new definition to football by our own standards and norms. We teamed up into a bunch of players started off with a discovery of new game that brought it up to the basketball court of my college. I remember the day one as kicking a volleyball which was evidently in the basketball court; quite literally we never cared to study the game details, instead we loved kicking the ball as furiously as we could. Every one of us instinctively agreed upon the rules that were laid by ourselves and they became universally acceptable in our own world.  

Although it is our crazy practice of playing FOOTBALL in basketball court, it is a game of its kind that fascinates us. The rules we set forth are forever convincing if football had really been invented in the size of basket ball court. Two 3-pointer lines of the court have been assigned for goal posts, also chosen to be a penalty area with our creative minds.
 

Much of it would seem silly and stupid. I wonder how many passersby would laugh at our game looking at us in basketball court that literally deserves a shout of laughter. But we as a team treat it as a spiritual game, fighting for the win, going on ranting upon each other for the foul play, spurting for goals, admiring our skillful moves, cheering on every goal like crazy sports pros. We surely have a thing for this game that built the energies and sportiness for all these days. No matter what silly protocols, rules, standards and codes we hooked up to, we call it FOOTBALL. Never mind the standards!

Ever since we took up the game, we learned to pick up our own place in the game and each one of us nurtured a unique style of playing that I categorized with my little observation being a part of it.

- Sahil kaul (Striker, well determined player and the initiator)

- Vinay Kumar(Well defined header specialist and a hysterical running being a weak  point)

- Vivek Ranka(Flexible player, defense come striking)

- Varma nagendra (Header specialist, weak willed yet sensible goalie)

- Praneeth (Strong defender, with built-in goalie skills)

- Srinivas(Defender, strikes a fear in opposition with his built, good at holding his            ground)

- Two Nithins M/K (The busiest players, often uses phone in the field, Versatility is their style of gaming)

- Shiva Kumar (A newbie in the recent times, an inquisitive learner)

- Dominic Luther (Deserves a fair-play award, consistency is his style. Spices up the game with Humor, hysterical kicking is one of his traits, crucial footballer without whom the game would be incomplete for us)

and I ( Being categorized into a striker due to lack of defending skills!)

All in all, our grouping for the game makes me feel amazing and pleasant always. Togetherness we have been carrying through since past 2 years is ever cherishing. I propose a vote of thanks to each one of the group for being with me on and off the field, also to all who had been joining into the game once in a while and making it complete! 

Cheers to sportsmanship!

Spend to shine!

 It lapsed like a bubble, blameless was the time

 Stepping into a tune, rhythm was built in every heartbeat!

Time run so fast, deep are our hearts

Loose was the mind, thought everything was mine,

Yet the change is so sharp, stinging so hard leaving hideous scar.

Cruel is the time, plunging like I’m crime

Cutting all the joy, making mirthless in the world

Heaving to the dark, blinding to a thing that needed no care

Fighting like a freak, as a habit of fail.

Everything under the sun, despite pain or a stain, must and should sustain!

Because life has to be lain, with nothing to blame as it meant to be spent in the shine!

Fact about Fever

Once in a while many of us suffer from fever. Usually, it is not at all scary to fall sick of fever, because it is the most commonly occurring condition in humans. No matter how much ever one is careful about his/her health; fever attacks are very common and almost inevitable in oscillating climatic conditions. At least 9 out of 10 would certainly think of PARACETOMOL to get rid of fever.

Although being in fever state is awful and gives that unpleasant state of feeling, it somehow takes us into unusual world where things go seemingly different than they go in routine.

There is nothing much one can do when hit by fever sickness. Brain becomes almost dumb to think of anything making us appear as a worldly patient. There are few facts that caught my attention when I fell sick in the recent times.

Parents take care of us more than ever in lifetime. They pay extra attention and over protection during sickness time. They behave as though they are in our service all the time.

At least five of our relatives or friends would know about our sickness where mother act as a broadcast media channel for sick-news.

Coconut water becomes a special beverage which of course has no preference as much as cool drink in non-sickness state.

Sleep becomes the only reliving job and when awake staring at walls becomes amusing task. At least five new things could be sighted in our own house which we hadn’t ever observed being healthy.

Detaching from bedside seems painful even for a visit to a doctor. At the doctor’s place, no body appears healthy. Everybody puts on a patient’s face to maintain the uniformity with actual patients.

Popping tablets a turns into habit after few spells, having meal becomes a hard routine, taking bath indeed not to mention would be skipped forever.

A Pang that I own!

I see them all with hope and faith
None of them would ever think of my care
Felt I’m the only one guy, could love like mad
When I speak so deep, they tend to brush me off
Then I listened with gusto, yet left me like I’m bad
I never give a damn that I made up like a plan
It was before too long, Imagined like a gang
Enough of this bang, needed nothing of the pang
If I don’t get my song, I hum that I own; even if it turns me into wrong!

When I'm so drained!

Going about self, thoughts pop you up of everything I gaze
Holding you not can I do, because you never gave me a chance to think I can do?
Behaved so odd, but I’m not too bad.
Call it pain; call it joy, had no faith yet it’s not really fair!
Hope goes in vain, understanding is ever all drained
Now I look restrained, that nothing could explain!
Grieved for the loss and heaved out what people name it as “pain”