Sharing is Caring!!!

Heya All,

Thanks for the responses that I have had on my blog on whatever crap I have written. Thanks a ton.

Well I do not say I have had an immense response or I am a star or I am good; because I am not. I am just trying to keep the art of poetry alive and this is my small way to try and keep it alive with all the time I can spare for it.

For all I know I am yet to check out any formal education tool (Book / Course / Teacher) on the art of writing poetry and I think I shall be checking out some soon. Untill this day poetry writing was my way to express my feelings. I hope I can continue keeping it that way.

So well I know I am not making sense, but well here is the update, my blog is now going to be more than a place to archive my own poetry. This blog is going to receive some major make over with "Learn to write poetry" stuff coming in. And obviously since you have already discarded me as a lame teacher (You are sooo mean!!) I am gonna bring in the pros. ;)

Ahhh!! well I also plan on having a lot off exercises in here for everyone to try their hands on and I would like to see more inked parchments than just dirty blue hands... even though dirty hands might just be the beginning to great blue / black papers. ;)

Cya all till then,

Keep Smiling

Varun...

Good-Bye!!!

A little something I wrote to go with the mail that I sent out as my last mail to all the folks of Tribal Fusion (My Last Employer). Many will think it is just to make the last mail more readable and nice, but truly I really felt sad for moving to a different organization and leaving behind those folks who taught me everything of the trade. So, no matter what anyone has to say, this one was truly from the bottom of my well of feelings.... "Loved you TF and miss you all once more!!!"

Life moves on,

taking us on paths unknown.

Limping and crawling our way through,

we follow the mile-stones set in different hue.

Loads of people we meet,

few friends we make,

some close, some in haste,

but nonetheless our buddies and mates,

those fellow passengers on these roads of fate.

We glide pass or creep together,

through moments blessed or cursed,

pushing, pulling and supporting one another.

For each of us is weak and feeble alone,

strength and courage we find in those people known.

Blessed I am to have had mates like you,

lucky maybe that this journey was a festive trip through and through.

Or maybe it was just all your company,

that made this road so easy.

As I stand on this crossing,

and we part for different landings.

I carry all of you in my heart and memories,

with tear in eye and smile on my lips,

I wish you all Luck and a Big Success.