Friday, November 6, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Let us evangelize our dreams
Let us evangelize our dreams
Take the curve leap
Go beyond the been there and done that
It may be our little crappy story
And we may suck at story telling
Let us product it with reality, let the bozos sleep
And let the whiff of realization pass
This is the moment to entrepreneur our thoughts
Come, stand, speak...take a bow
This is the moment to evangelize our dreams!
Take the curve leap
Go beyond the been there and done that
It may be our little crappy story
And we may suck at story telling
Let us product it with reality, let the bozos sleep
And let the whiff of realization pass
This is the moment to entrepreneur our thoughts
Come, stand, speak...take a bow
This is the moment to evangelize our dreams!
P.S: 2 days at NASSCOM Product Conclave, 2009 and two heady sessions by Guy Kawasaki, oodles of inspiration:)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
without....
Laugh without a reason
sprint without a cause
pose without a mirror
choose without a pause
dance without a rhythm
sing without a tune
write without a rhyme
paint without a palette
love without a prospect
live without a fear
you without a sham!
sprint without a cause
pose without a mirror
choose without a pause
dance without a rhythm
sing without a tune
write without a rhyme
paint without a palette
love without a prospect
live without a fear
you without a sham!
Shackles
I want to break away
from these shackles of bondage.
Flesh on my wrists cut,
ankles swollen in trial.
Eyes blinker at the stray light,
accustomed to the engulfing darkness.
The array of ants in motion
contrast the cacophony of the mind.
Thoughts hinged to reality
fight for a space
make a corner its own;
still delusions seem comforting...
even the blunt swords cut through.
Despair shrouds the heart,
chasm of unexplained moments.
We are but a victim of self-
treacherous games to maintain the image,
that exists in imaginary silhouette.
We live in a world we create
wanting to control what is beyond us.
And in this chaos of desire,
we create these shackles that bind us.
from these shackles of bondage.
Flesh on my wrists cut,
ankles swollen in trial.
Eyes blinker at the stray light,
accustomed to the engulfing darkness.
The array of ants in motion
contrast the cacophony of the mind.
Thoughts hinged to reality
fight for a space
make a corner its own;
still delusions seem comforting...
even the blunt swords cut through.
Despair shrouds the heart,
chasm of unexplained moments.
We are but a victim of self-
treacherous games to maintain the image,
that exists in imaginary silhouette.
We live in a world we create
wanting to control what is beyond us.
And in this chaos of desire,
we create these shackles that bind us.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Tweet twitter...heart takes a flutter...aye aye!
Tale of a tall order
Was resisting this trail
Toying with my mind
Desires run a train
Takes flight all of town
Time it right
Let the heart triumph
Twitter! said the world
Do i tweet? asked i
Aye...aye..
1st tweet on the 20th of October, around 11.45am:)
Was resisting this trail
Toying with my mind
Desires run a train
Takes flight all of town
Time it right
Let the heart triumph
Twitter! said the world
Do i tweet? asked i
Aye...aye..
1st tweet on the 20th of October, around 11.45am:)
Friday, October 16, 2009
Some couplets get famous, some quotes of a speech, some random thoughts that spring to mind will now find their place here.They have to fulfill just one condition, they should epitomize a moment of the day:)...sheer madness...
"M"ind trails... is what they are gonna be called...
So, as you set on this journey, just remember...think "MAD"
"M"ind trails... is what they are gonna be called...
So, as you set on this journey, just remember...think "MAD"
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