tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21547240396717910172024-03-13T23:19:53.843+05:30Babel in the BrainBoxSabaritha Shilpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09046689217081227335noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154724039671791017.post-65825896038234578182012-01-25T23:32:00.002+05:302012-01-25T23:47:18.909+05:30A Free Country...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_4GrBpMDsA/TyBBQAEYH_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F2yjsFq-p5w/s1600/saffron.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_4GrBpMDsA/TyBBQAEYH_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/F2yjsFq-p5w/s320/saffron.gif" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: x-large;">O</span>nce upon a time, on this very land,<br />
free men, brave and wealthy spanned.<br />
Gallant kings, in their golden castles strode,<br />
as happiness filled every abode.<br />
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One fateful day, the invasions began..<br />
the Great Alexander, this land he overran.<br />
But against the mighty Indians he couldn't dwell,<br />
However, to the middle east warriors, they all fell.<br />
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On a cursed day more foreigners did come.<br />
They said it was Britain they were from.<br />
Carrying sugary notes from the queen,<br />
no one guessed they could be mean.<br />
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With venomously sweet words, trust they gained<br />
Our riches to the last drop they drained.<br />
And those gallant kings of majestic stride,<br />
were stolen of their kingdom and pride!<br />
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At their lucrative offers the kings did drool,<br />
ignorant to the policy of 'Divide and Rule'<br />
When, against the capitalists, the Sepoys did fight,<br />
the need for independence was brought to light.<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJF75Vwqxcs/TyBBUZSNRUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n-X8KhAspww/s1600/white.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJF75Vwqxcs/TyBBUZSNRUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/n-X8KhAspww/s320/white.gif" width="320" /></a><br />
Brave souls everywhere protested,<br />
to show the invaders they were detested.<br />
Territories as a nation united,<br />
to save a country, so blighted..<br />
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The path of non-violence some did pick<br />
and followed the old man with a stick.<br />
Others, called themselves a radical clan<br />
and followed the handsome young gunman!<br />
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Whether it was the gun or peaceful protest,<br />
it wasn't something to contest.<br />
It only mattered that they fought<br />
and the long awaited independence we got!<br />
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There it should have ended, and I, be gone..<br />
but here I am, and you've got to read on..<br />
cos, after all these years of freedom,<br />
what are we really free from?<br />
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The evil clutches of capitalists?<br />
Ruthlessness of power hungry beasts?<br />
or a system that favors the richer one?<br />
The sad answer is None!<br />
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sW5vMzi8pI/TyBBVjgZTlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/grc_129BFDc/s1600/green.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_sW5vMzi8pI/TyBBVjgZTlI/AAAAAAAAAKc/grc_129BFDc/s320/green.gif" width="320" /></a>Everywhere, these evil spirits loom,<br />
plotting the nations very doom.<br />
As questions linger in our minds..<br />
how much longer? and how far behind?<br />
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The story of pre-independence plays again,<br />
only this time, we yearn freedom from our own men.<br />
Can we break away from the clutches of these traitors?<br />
for now, the question is left for debaters...<br />
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Will we only stare in vain<br />
as our honor is forced to the drain?<br />
And will these evil spirits be fend,<br />
if and when there comes an end?<br />
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As an other revolution begins to take shape, I'm sure this is a thought that has crossed all our minds. do let me know your views.</div>Sabaritha Shilpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09046689217081227335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154724039671791017.post-47672785881162508702011-12-13T19:14:00.001+05:302011-12-13T19:17:36.562+05:30There Was a Plan...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">T</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">hat week of anxiety before my first day at college, I googled the words "college life". I was flooded with the craziest results! I read pages after pages with an evil glint in my eyes.. I was finally going to a place where I can unleash my more fun alter-ego.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My thoughts were interrupted as I stumbled upon a quote-index that had a whole list of quotes on college life. My enthusiasm dwindled as I read each of those wise words....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Few of those that i cannot forget are - </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"College is refuge from a hasty judgement"...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and "Colleges don't make fools.. They only develop them."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The one that scared me the most was "Colleges are like old age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges!"</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I switched to a more fun reading and tried to convince myself that I'd made the right choice. But oh well, I had already made it and I wouldn't let a list of quotes by 'Anonymous' dampen my spirits.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had a lot planned for college -</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1. Undo the science-nerd image from high-school.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. Undo the dazed, depressed doodler image from secondary school.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3. Make lots and lots of friends!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">4. Do cool calculations and design some electronic gizmo.. (without it hampering plan 1)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">5. Build a robot at the end of 4-years. (ROFL!) (again, without it coming in the way of plan 1, or reverting to the character mentioned in plan 2)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">6. Have an "awesome" life!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Let me update you how my plans are going. (You don't care how? I bet you're not an engineering student)</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Starting with my first objective - well, it isn't much of a success, but being the 'nerd' or 'programming-geek' or any other related terms is a huge popularity booster! (Feels like you're the quarterback of team java! :-D )</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Coming to my second objective, well, I'm still dazed, still depressed and I still doodle a LOT! but apparently this one of those commonalities that bind us..</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Objective three kicked off to a great start, but I hear it is not 'proper' for a GIRL to have so many friends! That's when i realized that I was trapped in an a chauvinist zone where socializing is a crime! Lost precious time freeing myself from the restrictions imposed by my 'conservative' classmates (and from their constant company in general). It was then, that i found the most awesome people in BIT, and them, I call My Friends.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Number four was a huge flop! Apparently any activity that does not involve by-hearting a book prescribed by VTU is widely frowned upon.. I was now in a world where results are written before conducting the experiment, and marks are given before reading the answers.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'll let you judge the progress of plan 5 based on your previous reading.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And lastly, 18 months ago, i planned for an "awesome" life... Today, i ask you, life? What life?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But what bothers me most is the thought of 'Anonymous' (the quotes guy) saying "I told you so!" with that impishly satisfied grin!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Prose is not my forte.. but i decided to give it a try..</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Leave a comment to let me know what you think :-)</span></div></div>Sabaritha Shilpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09046689217081227335noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154724039671791017.post-91379804774569861382011-10-03T16:06:00.004+05:302011-10-26T19:44:09.654+05:30An Unfamiliar World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It was that bleak sunrise,<br />
In the coldness, I was cozy and curled,<br />
I struggled and opened my eyes<br />
to wake up to an unfamiliar world.<br />
<br />
Some people will never go,<br />
or that's what I had always heard,<br />
but today, it isn't so<br />
and it feels like an unfamiliar world.<br />
<br />
Fond memories of them swept my mind<br />
but into strangers they had turned.<br />
Their incredible love had made me blind,<br />
it's why I'm in this unfamiliar world!<br />
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My world, in them I had seen..<br />
around them my living had swirled,<br />
If only I'd known, mere people they had been,<br />
It'd never have felt like an unfamiliar world!<br />
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Of love, care and fun they swore,<br />
and in those sweet words my life twirled.<br />
But when people aren't just people, but more,<br />
you will always wake to an unfamiliar world.<br />
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<Opinions and comments please :) ></div>Sabaritha Shilpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09046689217081227335noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2154724039671791017.post-69702359504711733622011-07-06T10:43:00.000+05:302011-07-06T10:43:46.516+05:30The First Babel Escapes the Box!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<h1 style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 27px;">Here it is, my first post! A poem that i wrote more than a year ago.. but i have to give it the credit of being one of the first noisy thoughts that escaped my head!</span></span></h1><h1 align="center" style="text-align: center;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; font-size: 18.0pt; line-height: 115%;">With Me..<o:p></o:p></span></span></h1><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">Those times when I don't know what to do,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">I could talk to him, her or you..</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">But why cant you see?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">I just want to be with me!</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">I might be happy, or maybe sad,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">or i miss someone real bad!</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">but I'm never lonely,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">when I'm just with me..</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">Sometimes, silence seems bliss,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">and no-ones voice i miss..</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">What I want to do, maybe,</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">is just spend more time with me.</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">Oh, there's so much to dream,</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">Thoughts that make me beam.</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">To you they might be silly,</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">So I just share them with me.</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
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</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">I thought i didn't know him, her, or you</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">and maybe someone else too..</span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">That's when i got to see,</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;">I didn't even know me!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Dont forget to leave your opinions and comments below :-)</span></div></div>Sabaritha Shilpahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09046689217081227335noreply@blogger.com0