Monday, October 02, 2006

The Un-invited Guest



This is the story of an omnipresent soul
Someone who enters when you lose ur control
He’s always a guest be it joy or sorrow
We all want to lend him even if nobody wants to borrow

He’s alive in everyone of us – be it young or old
He affects the weak as much as the bold
Be it the bright sunny day or cold chilly night
This visitor always troubles you till no end in sight

All of us try our level best to avoid him
But he invariable succeeds in getting our joys trim
At times he also pays a visit during happiness and success
Thus he is always present when emotions are in excess.

This guest never comes in one at a time
Once he enters he is like a sprinter in his prime
One after the other he and his friends keep coming and going
Your neighbours fear – will there ever be an end to this flowing

He is never a quiet or easy person to host.
“I never let him affect me” a lot of u may boast
but no matter how many raises to happiness and luck u may toast
None of us can really escape a visit from this visible ghost

All said & done, no matter how much he puts u into trouble
Life’d not b d same without this tiny water bubble
Experiences have shown that if treated with respect and if well cared
He can be the sole agent to get all ur problems repaired

Even though I have cursed him a lot in this account
Please remember that when troubles r on d mount
And when u r all alone shivering with all kind of fears
The only person who’ll stop by 2 b wit u will b ur poor old

"TEARS"



- Arun Menon

Relations...

RELATIONS

This one’s about a mystery called relations
Something that’s stumped many for generations
Some look at it as nothing but stops during a journey
Where u take a pause only to move on in search of more money.

Some others look at it as the roots of the tree
Which one cannot, no matter where u reach, bury.
Some use it as cards to be played
When life’s problems are to be fade.

Some others look at it as life, none less
Always working out a way to clear each other’s mess.
Some use it as a thrash can to fill the dirt
From the dangers with which man always likes to flirt.

Some others look at it as a partner in life’s trip
To ensure that ups and downs are firmly held in grip.
Some use it as a trial room to try out ever changing taste
Forgetting the fact that such a practice is none but a colossal waste.

Some others look at it as a two-way pact
With the concept of giving, as well as taking, a firm fact.
Some look at it as none but a mechanical device
To be switched on during times of greed and malice.

The problem for today’s generation is there to see
And once this fact is realized, life’d be all glee
It is that while the sum of some are aplenty
The sum of some others hardly make up a twenty

Relations are the covers that binds the book of life
Not the chapters that are to read and recollected only during strife.
A new one only complements an existing one
Understand this, and life would forever be fun.

- Arun Menon

Sunday, September 24, 2006

beautiful thot!!!!

hey... this is smthg i came across on d net....jus loved d thot.....


" I'm not very good
at this game called life

For i've not learned to see children crying
without feeling pain...

For i've not learned to watch animals destroyed
without wondering why...

for i've not yet met a king or celebrity
that i would bow down to...

or a man so insignificant
that i would use a stepping stone..

for i've not learned to be a "yes man"
to narrow minded bosses,
who quote rules without reason...

and i've not learned to manipulate
the feelings of othersto be used for my own advantage
then cast aside as i see fit...

NO!! i am not very good
at this game called life...

and if everything goes well

maybe i never will be!!!"

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

A poetic take on 2 yrs of MBA

DAYS OF OUR LIVES

T’was our first foray into the real world
Nothing was ever going to be like the old
Life’s cruel, party’s over we were told
We’d all have had to change to fit the mould

The initial days went as we had heard
“Am I ever going to like this” one often wondered
“will I never make a close friend” another feared
Nothing truly was like how it appeared

Sitting here today looking back at those days
I look at all of us stuck in a maze
Slogging and slogging to master the phase
But come what may always putting up a brave face.

As days flew by the mist started to clear
Slowly but surely everybody moved up a gear
Some started to move away while some came near
Thus, we all learned to co-exist as interdependent peers

Twas always an eternal race against time
Not just what and when but how, too was prime
All felt troubled at times for no reason or rhyme
But we lived on dreaming about the future dimes

Life has moved on for each and everyone of us today
Newer experiences and people have entered the fray
But one thought should for sure always stay
No matter where we reach and what we say,

The days of our lives absolutely shone
In the two years that our skills and traits were honed
No matter which role our future makes us adorn
All of us will forever hold fond memories of the days long gone.

Roberto Benigni influence !!!

Life is Beautiful

Life is beautiful, so people say
Tis a real joy be it night or day
There is a lot of darkness as well as light
Neither comes in without a real fight

The circle of life is filled with troubles
Worries and tensions make them double
This journey is bestowed with milestones and blocks
Each day a mightier challenge sometimes it clocks.

Every second counts in this mighty watch
Keeps a track of everything you do and don’t notch
There is but a thin line between success and failure
Both being firmly in the fray here.

This is the secret of this joyride
A lot of rules to follow, laws to abide
The situation the same whichever route you take
The problems getting thicker every move you make

This grim fact nevertheless I’ll say, if u may,
That life is beautiful so some people say
And till the earth sees night and day
The bigger fact is that this say will stay.


Arun Menon

The Hand of GOD
The day has well and truly begun
People are running around to catch the fun
Tis day for some, night for some others
Early to bed , Early to rise who bothers

We’ve reached a phase in our lives
Where we listen to nothing but our own cries
Jobs, Careers family and the buzzword pressure
Have made satisfaction smthg impossible to measure

Looking at the future and servicing self is the core
Ideas of serving the nation and mankind - a big bore
Money Money Money and more
Is the only thing man brings to the fore.

In between all this reaches out that hand
That makes life look all grand
Life get’s a new meaning a new zeal
Tis simply a real reassuring feel

With a smile so warm and a look so calm
Life goes on as if there never were any qualm
There are, but many ways for life’s problems to mendBut none can beat the joy of having a true friend.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Gandhigiri .... poetry ishtyle!!!!

1. The SECRET OF SUCCESS

Life’s got a sure shot way giving u your due
It offers a lot of chances for the honest few
But is equally ruthless on the larger crew
Who oft make the folly of being untrue.

The virtue of truth is a real blessing
Some have it while in others tis missing
The benefits may not always be evident
But it always provides joy 2 d provident

At times solutions 2 some issues appear too easy
T is then that within you u hv 2 be quite queasy
A fair bit of grind and struggle is truly essential
To discover d man for all seasons, be it sunny or torrential.

There r no shortcuts in this long and winding voyage
U mite fall a lot more than others during a lean passage
But at the end of the day result is there for all to see
It is this grind tht gets all of life’s problems a free.

It is rightly said honesty is the best policy
To think otherwise would be a huge fallacy
This policy coupled with patience and perseverance
Can truly create the man to be held in high reverence

Whatever the situation, the ensuing benefits or the greed
One must never step away from one’s own creed
If life has to go on as smooth as a stroll on the meadow
It has to be led by a character embalmed with high credo.

Some times u find people winning all the mighty praise
U r made to believe that success is a synonym for their face
But the real secret of success in this marathon race
Is to becum the winner despite never losing ones grace
And to have a value system too profound for anyone to erase.


---Arun Menon

26th July 2005 revisited....

WHEN THE NATURE STRIKES

Sitting here in the middle of the night,
Can do nothing but sigh at man’s plight.
Man’s suddenly looking weak against HIS might
Troubles!! Just compounding with no respite in sight.

Man’s running helter skelter to find a path,
With no idea about loved ones very much his part,
Having none a clue on how to cope with this aftermath,
Puzzled on what did he do to incur such a wrath.

Man’s supremacy is being challenged to the core
Quakes, blasts, blizzards and floods galore
All these sights making his eye all the more sore
Wondering whether he truly could counter such a roar.

Finding the same faces everywhere, ones of utter dispair
The events leaving scars on some beyond repair
While others having to face with fact of being forever impaired
Left querying how could he have been better prepared

However man need’nt perceive it as troubles he cannot fend
Blessed with a mind that can make mighty peaks bend
No matter how horrible the situation, he can make it amend
After all, for everything in life, be it bad, there does come an….

END.

My experiments wit Rhymes....

THE ENIGMATIC YOUTH

Let me tell you about an enigma called youth
A little of brash, a little of brute
To live life kingsize is the goal
V all go thu it with heart and soul

The days give its highs and lows
With a burst of energy it really flows
To work hard and party harder are the goals
Thru which this roller coaster rolls.

Success and Failure, Enemies and Friends
Are all places where this road bends
The straights are few, curves aplenty
That’s how life is after twenty.

Today v r all stuck in this maze
Slogging and slogging to master this phase
Energy and opportunity are the steroids
That gets each and every person’s life buoyed.

Youth’s experiences and lessons r really vast
It teaches u that success and fame never comes fast
The events in life r in such a way cast
Tht it is YOU who decides how long u last.

- Arun Menon
THE ENIGMATIC YOUTH

Let me tell you about an enigma called youth
A little of brash, a little of brute
To live life kingsize is the goal
V all go thu it with heart and soul

The days give its highs and lows
With a burst of energy it really flows
To work hard and party harder are the goals
Thru which this roller coaster rolls.

Success and Failure, Enemies and Friends
Are all places where this road bends
The straights are few, curves aplenty
That’s how life is after twenty.

Today v r all stuck in this maze
Slogging and slogging to master this phase
Energy and opportunity are the steroids
That gets each and every person’s life buoyed.

Youth’s experiences and lessons r really vast
It teaches u that success and fame never comes fast
The events in life r in such a way cast
Tht it is YOU who decides how long u last.

- Arun Menon

strike 1....

okey/....


This is my post... never taken writin seriously ....lets c how far this goes....


watch ths space fr sm poems... n few writeups on music n sports............