Good Byes

Yesterday was my final day with Kansai Paint. These 3 years had been fruitful as I know that many had loved me very much. I really thank those who has been working with me and had taught me quite a lot. Therefore I wrote these to them before I left:-

To the Sales Team:-

Fire fighting ever always,
As frequent as Bomba drill,
Afterall we went through days after days,
No results, time to grill.

Like front soldiers - keeping guard,
Like comrades, support,
Things are not very hard,
Viewing them as things to sort.

To the Technical Team:-

You, Techy Geek,
Gentle and meek,
Books so thick,
For best formulation pick.

Some subs always sick,
Some are wick,
Always need to peek,
Advancement always we seek.

Week by week,
Day by day,
Hour by hour,
Always smile, don't sour.

May all of them grow in life and flourish like a tree so big.

Temptation

Perhaps it was just merely infatuation,
Charming as you are, timing imperfection,
Words lingers, the soul, attraction,
Gestures, body language's seduction.

Perhaps it was just merely an illusion,
Best left as it is, leading not to confusion,
Feelings and reality - state of diffusion,
Detached, making the right decision.

Perhaps it was merely an attraction,
Gentle as you are, an admiration,
No strings attached, no expectation,
Whatever that lies behind presentation.

Man of My Life

Since a child, he cherished me,
Love and hate, times we grew,
Ups and down, putting through,
Risk taker, adventurous,
A dreamer, a joker,
The man of my life.

Nothing had I ever imagined,
Surprises after surprises,
Bitter sweet, storms and quakes,
Summer and springs, went all through,
Tears and joy, life went on,
With the man of my life.

Pride of a lion, bites me,
Work of his hands, feeds me,
Joy of his soul, delights me,
Quietly, protecting my life,
Lovingly, hope I do fine,
Hoping I chose his replica as a man of my life.

With less expression, I concerned,
Silently, heart was crushed,
Seeing him under pressures of life,
Determined for his burdens lifted up,
To the end, I will fight, for his stake,
Prayer is the only answer of life.


I love you, Dad.

Missing

Immersing into depths of feelings,
Running thoughts of no endings,
Tears running down her cheeks,
Days felt as if weeks.

Lingering around her phone,
Waiting for the slightest tone,
As her heart fell from the top,
As her thought bubbles pop.

Numbing her heart and soul,
Holding on to her little pillow,
Longing for his presence,
His hugs and his kisses.

He as she misses,
Emerge desire rises,
Needing him the more,
Pain in her heart core.

"I miss you"

Love

Love is a cut so deep,

Showered with salt water,

Love is rhythm of the seas,

Countless times beating of shores,

Love is drizzling of rain,

Soft and gentle,

Love is oceans wide,

In a living pore,

Love is capacity to give,

Without a thought to gain,

Love is a breeze,

Unseen but felt,

Love is membrane,

Protect and provide,

Love is draws of rainbows,

Colour smiles to faces,

Love is an art,

Created extraordinarily.