Hmmm well its been a really really long time since i had anything or anytime to blog for . . As i was pretty busy finding myself a job and after that the training . . but recently it just happened that I ended up meeting a few people at work who had nothing else to do but complain. Now complain about what well how unsatisfying the found life to be , so on and so forth. this post is dedicated to all those people who feel on the down side.
And then he walks across an oasis ,
there he finds everything he needs.
Water to drink, dates to eat,
and shade to sleep under.
Days move by and so do the months,
his paradise deteriorates.
And yet again he just walks away,
walks away to find another hallowed destination.
If only he would realise,
That the oasis would be filled again.
If only he would realise,
that this denigration is unnecessary
If only he would realise
that after smile there will be a few tears
If only he would realise.....
He would not walk away
The water seems unclear farther away,
like a mirage does it seem to clear,
when you bow down and drink.
And then he reaches Kashmir,
the other name for heaven on earth.
Like every man with wants and desires,
he finds himself a beautiful maiden.
Love, courtship and marriage follow,
a life filled with happiness galore.
Alas !! He is a man, is he not?,
Desires aplenty like a raging fire.
And one day he breaks away,
to a place a lonely bay.
If only he knew that marriages,
are not meant to be broken.
If only he knew that love,
is more worth than what money can buy.
If only he knew that a hallowed place,
is all but imaginary and fictitious.
If only he knew that a perfect woman,
depends on how you adjust and compensate.
If only he knew . . . .
He would not break away.
The grass is always green on the other side,
but all it takes is a little nurturing and care,
to make it green on this side as well.
And then he walks across an oasis ,
there he finds everything he needs.
Water to drink, dates to eat,
and shade to sleep under.
Days move by and so do the months,
his paradise deteriorates.
And yet again he just walks away,
walks away to find another hallowed destination.
If only he would realise,
That the oasis would be filled again.
If only he would realise,
that this denigration is unnecessary
If only he would realise
that after smile there will be a few tears
If only he would realise.....
He would not walk away
The water seems unclear farther away,
like a mirage does it seem to clear,
when you bow down and drink.
And then he reaches Kashmir,
the other name for heaven on earth.
Like every man with wants and desires,
he finds himself a beautiful maiden.
Love, courtship and marriage follow,
a life filled with happiness galore.
Alas !! He is a man, is he not?,
Desires aplenty like a raging fire.
And one day he breaks away,
to a place a lonely bay.
If only he knew that marriages,
are not meant to be broken.
If only he knew that love,
is more worth than what money can buy.
If only he knew that a hallowed place,
is all but imaginary and fictitious.
If only he knew that a perfect woman,
depends on how you adjust and compensate.
If only he knew . . . .
He would not break away.
The grass is always green on the other side,
but all it takes is a little nurturing and care,
to make it green on this side as well.
