Schools, being our first step towards some exposure, lead us all to even bigger picture. Colleges seem like a door promising more freedom, more exposure but also more pressure. A poem which reveals a fresher's mind before setting off to open that door.

Born Again

My new innings are about to begin

Seems as if I am born again

I dream of having a brand-new start

That will be welcomed by all my heart

A life full of fresh moments

People with varied accents

Changed curriculum, distinct educators

A different roof filled with abettors

Waiting upon me to unfold

All the beautiful memories in its hold

But the fact being that I am real nervous

Thinking of my first day in college makes me anxious

Hundreds of questions at once rushing in my mind

Whether or not others will be kind?

Will they respect the emotions of a fresher

Or will they go ahead in building up more pressure

Will my fears indeed come true

Or they’ll be nice and do something out of the blue

 Can’t say what’s about to happen with me

All of this burning my head repeatedly

That ragging isn’t meant to cause fear or terror

But it is supposed to be a prime connector

Aiming to conjoin the seniors with their juniors

And not to treat the freshers as inferiors

A friendly intro is always pleasurable

With people all around you so affable

Because this is what makes college life such fun

Knowing the unknowns, with friendships just begun

Or maybe I am thinking way too much

And need to bury my thoughts in a hutch

Leave it all in the hands of my destiny

And wait for the first-day splash with glee

Of course all these fears won’t last for long

And soon my college will take me along

To a new world filled with new hopes

But till then, I’ll hang onto my dream ropes.

Nobody can deny the fact that how much our little siblings mean to us and I am no different. This poem is dedicated to a dear one, one who is very close to my heart. Although he is too small to sense my gesture but as he'll grow up I am sure he'll like it.

chunnu 

In the month of January when he came in this world

The way that little baby twirled and swirled

That was the moment everyone had waited for

Can’t tell you how it made me feel just out of this world.

Blessed with such enlivening and innocent smile

Oh! How small a baby he is and so fragile

Can’t wait to see him when he comes home

And capture his childlike voice, so cantabile.

Ma, pa, bhai, everyone, including me

We all crave to hear him speak, laugh and to see

Our tiny angel swaying his legs and reeling all over the floor

Making us all go wild and crazy.

And of course his two magical eyes

Gunning for whatever fascinating there lies

Always ready to pull his mumma’s hair

How I miss it all, and his perky high-fives.

All his prattles on skype and on phone

The shrieks and the rattles made by him alone

His craving for all goodies and stuff

And his desire to work on papa’s laptop on his own.

His all such amusing, childhood bits

With babyish yet striking wits

Keeping us all mesmerized for long

Enter straight into our hearts without any permits.

I am blessed with an angelic brother and that’s true

He is certainly the next rockstar in the queue

Adorable, jolly and always full of life

Such is my sweetheart chunnu.

All those students who without any second thought opt for science over their interests, me being one of them, I am sure can well relate to this work of mine. My story, my characters with emotions shared by all such people.

JUZ NOT ME...

                 

It's about me, all about me

unable to find who's inside me

trying to discover who I am

definitely not what others think of me.

There is something which eats me everyday

thinking of that I am cheating everyone day by day

yes I know, I know I lost my chance

and did not listen to my heart's say.

I remember the days when I lived my childhood to the fullest

those are indeed my life's memories best

but long gone are those days now

today's pressure doesn't spare me a single minute of rest.

I knew not what to do

and turned out to be a hopeless fool

I could not realize what I actually wanted

thus, was influenced by everyone's view.

The decision of opting for science

hasn't yet shown any good signs

oh dear! maybe I did a big mistake

often says (sigh) my conscience.

I regret now, did not listen to bhai's word

just went on foolishly to become a part of the herd

he recognized the right potential in me

but I failed, and made a decision so absurd.

It is now that I realize what have I done

all the tension and pressure has made me go numb

it's that time when I am slowly losing my confidence

'cuz science is all about run, run and run.

All this running has made me go weak and terribly confused

the thought of the future compels me to muse

what if I fail to live up to all those expectations?

uh! I believe for that I will never be excused.

Yet for all that you people have done THANKS a lot
'cuz YOU are the ones turning me into a line from a single dot

I would never wanna hurt you and for you

all I can do is give every time my best shot.

all I would say is, "pa,ma,bhai...

I too wish to touch the heights of the sky..

it's not only about sitting in a room all around with books

it's also about my freedom 'cuz I wanna fly..

I have no idea what happens next to me

whether or not I am able to face the competition successfully

but I just wish I get to do something I really like

'cuz what is being made of me is...JUZ NOT ME"..