Friday 26 August 2022
Saturday 6 August 2022
Grace
Guru is a missing poetry in one's life.
If God is the moon, that ultimate beauty yonder ,
You are the moonlight that soothens my soul with wonder.
Every path you pave in my journey,
With you , I have arrived.
If God is a poetry waiting to be re-written.
You are the flow that moves the ink through the pen.
Poetry is a freedom for a mind to be.
If God is the laugher in my voice.
You are the tickle that make me laugh.
Friendship Day
There was a time when my day wasn't complete without seeing you guys in office.
Where moving from last bench mates in college to lunch pals in office.
It was all about how we weaved our lives together into a beautiful embroidery in a fabric called life.
Laughter louder than thunder. Smiles brighter than the sun.
Joy of heavenly DBC to sorrows lifted over steaming hot chai.
Mornings beginning with Mahi dozing off in bus next to me.
With Spoo's dashing entry, always so excited about life and work.
We found a way to tackle it all with Sathya's 2pm stroll around the building.
4pm snacks with leg pulling session of our newly married bride of our group Bindege.
You guys made coming to office fun.
To the eternal poet
A rainbow of characters with rawness of emotions and highest principles of human thought.
Where passion makes way to anger and desire.
Where the ordinary meets the extraordinary.
Gods depicted in their truest forms, unpolished.
Every word true to its core.
Where a character's life is a play of lights.
As he weaves together a world of wonder.
Wednesday 3 August 2022
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