It is almost 1:30 AM in the morningYesterday was my BirthdayI turned an year older yesterday. Well that is is not right, I just turned a day older yesterdayBut a whole year came piling on me one single dayYou know the feeling, I don’t need to tell you. What does that mean to me.Getting olderHaving less time to liveKnowing you are closer to leaving your … Continue reading 14/365 Another day to remind me | Poetry
In 15 years lot has changed. I have grown much older. I did not have a single grey hair then and now I can easily count the black ones. 2010 was a year of total uncertainty, a time when I felt so stuck, unable to move forward. More professionally than personally, but the toll was personal. Our personal and professional lives are so intertwined and … Continue reading Living a Life
There is never a single daywrapped in memoriesthat can go astray into the unknowns There is never such a day like yesterdaywhere tomorrows look back and saydon’t bother, you are damned anyways There is never a todaywhere you know exactly how it will goand yet you bring a fake surprise on a tired face There is never a tomorrowwhere yesterday detaches itselfas today silently loses … Continue reading 12/365 Never these days | Poetry
And I figured there was more timeto think about everything I ignoredto think how life would have beenif I had acknowledged all of it.. There are no guidelines to life.Well, there are things people saywhat worked for them and what did notbut we are different..unique…no one has written guidelines for our lifenot mine… not yours… Let us give ourselves some opportunitiesto fail and learn at … Continue reading 11/365 A Second Shot | Poetry
A word swims to the other endin an ocean of thoughts.. words can also drown in thoughts But, yes, there are expectationshow much can a word carrythe burden on these little words the writer thinks it is a word’s faultand the word also thinks…. it is its fault And the writer gets all the creditfor all the pain of a stuffed up wordhow much they … Continue reading 4/365 Writers mean harm | Poetry
I don’t mean they after Thanksgiving. That was three days ago. I mean the day after Thanksgiving Break. The Monday. Today. When you sit at your desk and listen you can hear people asking each other how their Thanksgiving was. No one seems to be unhappy that the break ended. While it is the same holiday for all, everyone seems to have spent it in … Continue reading Day 16 The Day after Thanksgiving Break
What would a transparent world look like? A world where everyone can be themselves. People do not have to show more than what they have. Where there is no fear to say what you think is the right thing. Where one can fail and not be punished for it. Where success is appreciated but not used for comparisons. Where one is not belittled for being … Continue reading 15/365 A Transparent World
Last few days I have not been I have not been lifting any weights in the Gym, but I go there as part of my project and do Cardio. The reason for not lifting weights is that I have a bad shoulder and sometimes it starts paining. I have to give it a few days. But Nothing is permanent as they say. Some twenty years … Continue reading 14/365 Nothing is Permanent
How do we connect with people? What brings us together. Is it the fun times we spent together? Is it the fun things we did together?. I don’t think so. What brings me closer to people is the shared pain and struggle. Even with total strangers I have found being connected via shared experiences. Mostly the pain and struggles. I don’t know why, but it … Continue reading 13/365 On Shared Pains and Shared Struggles
Today I forgot to carry my earphones to the Gym. This means no podcasts, Music or Audio Books. But I observed something fascinating. I will always be listening to something. Driving. Cooking, chores at home, Gym, Walking.. You name it I will be listening to something. This also means that I will be totally unaware of the sounds in my surroundings. I hear so much … Continue reading 12/365 And then I listen more
Vinod Narayan 