This blog contains my views on various things around me and my attempts at poetry and other stuff. Hope you find it an interesting read. Encourage you to leave your comments, after all each of us are entitled to our own way of thoughts.

Oct 10, 2010

Sad experience or a bad one?

On the 6th of October, I boarded the bus to reach home. It was raining heavily and needless to say, the bus was crowded. The rain stopped after a while. As time passed, with the bus reaching different stops, the number of people in the bus only increased. Its a sight to see so many people in such small place within the bus. I felt suffocated and starting coughing. I asked the girl sitting beside the window to open it so that we could get some fresh air to breathe. She stared at me for a moment as if I had disturbed her peace in life and replied "I won't , ask the old woman behind you to open the window".

I failed to understand how she was able to say so, especially when the bus was crowded. I did not want to get into arguments, I was already feeling the heat of anger raise within me. After about 15 min, God knows what changed her mind, she opened the window. The feel of cool breeze eased me.

People, especially women were having little fights with each other. I could hear, "you are stamping my feet", "you stole my seat" everywhere. When a number of strangers are literally strangled all these are definitely bound to happen.

At one stop, the old woman behind me wanted to alight. She went in the direction of exit and men started yelling at her telling "old lady, there is no place for you to go through, take the other exit".They refused to budge to allow the poor soul to pass. She was trying to explain that she could not walk much or squeeze through the crowd. All her explanations went in vain. She then began to move in the direction of the other exit. Women spoke to her equally rude. In between the high drama, the driver started to move the bus. The poor lady shouted at the top of her feeble voice to stop. The driver shot back at her telling it was her fault to have not been ready for getting off the bus. I realized I was holding my breath all through the drama. Finally to my relief the old lady got off the bus at the intended stop.

People in the bus started laughing at her after she left. I had tears in my eyes. What was her fault, is it that she was old or is it that she could not afford to take a private transport and rather took the bus? And what was wrong with the driver?Could he have not been kind and waited for a couple of minutes more to allow the elderly citizen to alight?

All of us are in a hurry. But hurry to go where? And are we so much into our own problems that we are not able to empathize with others like the old woman? What happened to her will be our plight in a few years from now. Would we still laugh at ourselves?

I looked up and saw a pregnant woman standing just behind the drivers' seat. I was already upset and this only added to my gloom. Gone are the days when youngsters would gracefully get up and offer their seats to elders and women who were on the verge of experiencing motherhood. Gone are the days when people were courteous to help our elders. I had just witnessed a set of people who failed to show humanity to people who needed a little more consideration. I was wondering if all of this is because of the change in out lifestyles or because of the ever increasing population. We are so busy through our day that at the end of it we are too tired to travel standing in a crowded bus. Not much energy left, huh?

The bus reached my stop and I managed to squeeze through people and reach the exit on time. I did not want to be shouted by the driver, you see. I thanked God that I was escaping the scene which had started to trouble me. I was wondering if this was a bad experience or a sad one. After giving it a thought I decided, it was BOTH.

Oct 3, 2010

Miles apart

Destiny has driven us miles apart
Till death our souls will never depart
There is still immense love and affection
That makes us see beyond our imperfection

we decided that we stay as friends
and threw any other connection outside the fence
you filled the gap by being a sister
of course, we have had times that were bitter

People around us wonder
how we beat each other in being kinder
Well, all they have to do is ponder
and, they'll know with each passing day
we find each other fonder

My Angel

She is an Angel
who came for me out of a fable
I cry out to her in a voice so feeble
she is the one who is so affable

She understands my situation
and allows me to make allegation
and without much of an agitation
advices me on the fixation

She is termed as 'God'
I totally diagree with the lot
God gives pain to all those living
but my angel ends all the craving
giving me a strong sense of belonging

Oh! my dearest mother
the wisest choice made by my father
you are filled with so much of love
which is what takes you way above!

Love you Mom..

Sep 17, 2010


You may not feel the pain
All my explanations have gone in vain
Wonder if you heard them at all
Hope you realise atleast on my fall.

I may be a nothing to you
But I mean the world to a few
I refuse to go into depression
that is my secret confession.

Together I wanted to watch the valleys
You spent time in company of your allies
I know not what to do anymore
you have left me feeling so sore.

I lived a life of a queen
who went on to live a life unseen
Hope is my only hope
until I reach the end of the rope.

Jun 16, 2010

Working with TFS Team Project

I was checking a TFS Team Project that I had created and found that the name of the project was misspelled. On checking the Net found that you cannot rename a Team project. This might be taken up in TFS 2010. No gaurantees though.
Only option, delete TFS Team Project and create a new one.