new start will start again

imagine ...

hot summer but uncold night
and warm bed ...and shining lights

wen in dark lights turned low
but sleep hardly touches eyelids below

even in dark ... staying aware ,
aware of mosquitoes ..lookin here and there .

studies wen done seem very rare
but boreness stacks up layer by layer

tension seems to be lookin lika a slayer
the days we talk are wen xams r near


the upsurge of emotions ,
heart beats high
but plenty of companions
hangin by

speak the words of kindness
as they may
but every one feels the same way
even if u dont say !


they study at nights and sleep during day
scarpin thu papers results come wat may


popstopned papers finally arrive
and a new day has come ...did we get surprised ?


some wanna score
some wanna pass
but all in union say
papers finished alas !



and after war seems a month
examinations well end
and frnds go outta city
like a lion returning to his den



very few people realise
that we miss them in summer
but missing coll in vacations
is a blessing in disguise




at home...how hard they work someone asks
and seriously thet say
-climbing an everest would be easier task



with a few changes this goes on again
but hopes remain
that
new start will start again

once upon a time not so long ago ...
there wre 2 frnds

Little Mickie was with his best friend, Chickie. It was evening time and instead of playing cricket outside they were in his room playing Scotland Yard (a detective board game).
“Hey,” Mickie said, “yesterday I saw my dad shouting at grandpa.”
“Really? Your grandpa means your dad’s dad, right?
“Ya.”
“God! I don’t think I’ll ever be able to shout at my dad.”
“Same here. I couldn’t believe it.”
They continued with their game.

Outside the room Mickie’s dad, sitting idly on the couch, happened to overhear the conversation. As a child even he used to shudder in front of his dad. Perhaps more than his own son did in front of him.
Looking out pensively at the evening Sun, through the window, he realized: nobody dares to eye a noon Sun. But when the Sun is half into the lap of horizon…...

every one admires its beauty ..

soon memories from past floated in his eyes and he lost the track of time

right since his first day at school , his father had always been there for him..
watchin him from distance .. loving and caring .. but always taking a stand and being strict .. for his own good

today as he looks back in past .. his preasent is full of comforts and luxury .
a house , wife , kids .. and handsome salary

something which his father didnt have at his time ..

and as he thought of these things ,
he perfectly understood that
life is a more strict teacher which takes test first and then teaches a lesson

a child through his questions and innoscence ,.. teaches a lot of things to grown ups

and so

a child is a father of man