Isha Chandaliya's blog

dreams and i together we fly, crystal clear purity  sheer bliss no vanity. if one breaks , the other does too never they show it off, dream goes on and on. even if some shatter build them again arrange on a new platter wondering why? because its a reason for the routine, spraying life in mannequin each and every. and dream goes on and on some discovered...some yet not.

Nature is a great teacher Contains resplendent features Spring of joy and delight Enthrall us like a magnificent light Fills a new urge for life Never lose hope after losing a fight Drastic rise in temperature during summers Whispers to us like sun glimmer and glisten Be always prepared To face any odd Say death Splashing water here and there Rainy droplets in the air Shedding away all the dirt Making paper boats And getting them across the shore Cool and breezy winds start to flow Here is wagging winter in the show Nature exhibits picturesque view Deposed seeing dainty drops of dew Patience always bears fruit Ecstasy (here spring) is in the route.

Rain drops fell Lit our face with glee Grandma has stories to tell Delectable view to see Lights off , candles bright Enjoying crispy meals Relishing the night All the windows unsealed Fragrance of wet earth Overflowing of rivers These moments are a million worth Bringing Picnic's crazy fever Playing in the mud Dancing with sound of thunder To the nature Completely surrendered.

The best days of my life I didn't even know How different were a six and nine How everyone pulled my cheeks And I would reply It hurts, do it not please How everyone cared only about me Father, friends,teachers,mother Now not even a single is bothered The difficult decision was choosing a crayon What if I remained as a kid from the time I was born I didn't know why in school Were we supposed to study Only job was to have fun around with buddies I tell you I was such a naive Used to practise how to align myself In a straight line Would talk only when class was silent Madam's reaction - totally violent Loved how everyone pampered That affection at present has got hampered All made pranks made each other fool As if that was the only sign to display you are cool At a time I used to eat ice creams Two or three frozen or melting The very next day was found badly sneezing I were such an incorrigible one Oh! Good lord! I wish I had never grown...

The title itself gives negative vibes Worst for those with weak tensile Here everyone desires to be a dab hand and paramount Engrossed in the competitiveness Our real selves peter out Imagine if we guys had tags Like handle with care That was visible to all and mirror Then on edge we would be rare Why are we expected to be ten on ten Until when? It is like going through the mill Leading to suicides Healthy competition has come to a still It is the root of ample crimes Even under these tough times If You manage to outshine Will regret deep inside Instead of the rat race Could have utilised the time I wonder when will we cotton on this issue Really wish your hard work to bear fruit Adapt a healthy attitude Pursue your instincts Not of others ,dude Resist to change Will be struggling forever But in vain Pause and pore over Be yourself don't try to be a whiz I bet success will kiss your feet And your mission accomplished.

India- land of enormous culture Where progress is second name of future Land for which millions Shed their lives Recount the inception days of revolution In thy mind 200 years of struggle Mostly with non violence -------- incredible---------------- Martyr's too had families But they never second thought With bravery they fought Imagine when life out of their body oozed out And their soul shuddered Their divine spirit merged Mother earth We never conquered anyone else's land We taught the world yoga And peace of mind how to comprehend If today we are safe and secure And this is a boon Only because of the soldiers Who are up at the border Be at midnight or noon.

Fly,fly away from bothering heights Where me and I alone reside Accountable to none In shade or sun Where you float ,drown, sink Or  at the brim doesn't matter in branded or clothes tattered Doesn't matter Where you ain't scrutinised And are  not a part of the mob Where love for art is respected not inspected Where emotional being gets an uproar All untangled and soars Where you don't mere breathe but live Where you don't take but give.