The bus

The Bus ( by Ekta redekar )

The breeze by the window brushes my locks away, making me rejuvenated. The various passers-by pedestrians are seen from the window. Some in melancholy and others in a bliss. As the brakes are applied, I am deviated from the passers-by to my music player. I hit the "<<" and play my favourite tune again. I am once again, lost in the world outside the window. The different colours, shops and advertisements banners creating different moods in me. I am relating my music to my thoughts via the world fluttering out of my window in nano seconds. I wonder the person on the next seat besides me would also definitely be travelling with vivid thoughts. Life for each commuter is so different in the bus, the colored lights of shops outside, chaos around.

That sweet struggle for the window seat for fresh wind after day's work and getting one is like cherry on the top.

I have always seen people fiddling in their cell phones with games and social media. They hardly bother to take the glimpse wondrous world outside after they are pestered from their work. They are just morons of this "E- World". But I still prefer my window seat with some music on rewind and play mode. The journey is more enthralling over the destination.
Rainy seasons are most awaited ones, when there is dew collected on the windows and you enjoy showcasing your art out there. Those minuscule droplets which gravitate on your face, making you alive of all energies.

As I reach my destination, the journey is no less than a luxury for me. I wait with gusto for my next destination to happen.

100 kms in Chappals

I woke at seven, stepped at eight,
A man with ordinarily prudence's say.
Got a funky tee, on denim dark blue,
dilemma was to pick an apt shoe.
What is saw , was a green strip of rubber,
I took a pair of chappals sobber.(1)

Bbye Dad ,See you mom,
I walked out from home.
Tep tup , chut fluff snoop flat
Chappal's sound was horrible as that.
Never mind , Walking in a swaggy Nike,
As cool as Du's controversial hike.

Bus to capital , hot summer day.
Stretched my legs and shouted hey.
Omg , I broke right one from pair,
Barefoot ? but it's still long way.
Manageable in bus , isn't it ?
Unless that girl stepped on my foot.(2)

Cursing myself, swaggy idiot fool ,
Woodland was there and picked Nike as cool.
Deboarded the bus with one flop,
Gotcha , suddenly saw a shoe shop.
Hello !! A sports shoe of size 11 ?
Sorry sir , don't have one,
But there is a green Nike
A stripped chappals of perfect size (3)

No option, need to buy the same one
But what to do with the one broken?
Though wanted to keep ,
but now got an identical fluff tep steep
Kept the departed , on the metro station way,
Took out water to drink , Remember Hot day ?(4)

Was he waiting for me to throw,
a beggar picked it as summer's snow.
Found a thread , weaved that up...
Elixir found in a chappal stuff.
Normal for them to realize waste,
but touched my soul and fate (5)

I could have repaired, or pasted
and I spent money for buying green hatred.
Those 100 kms in broken chappals,
were too short in front of moment's shuffle.
World's uneven , beggar explained too
But !! What did I contribute to? (6)

Justify your  wealth, don't maximize

What's your opinion ? Deep or otherwise (7)

- By Tarun Arora

POEM - HER EYES

                                                                HER EYES ( by ekta redekar )

her eyes

There was something that
made me dumbstruck

madness in her eyes
or maybe that magic.

Those sinful pair had
An innocent glance.

The way they blinked, and rolled
and fluttered...

Seemed that they talked in her
Parlance...

They were drenched with
her ecstasy and expressions

and smiled in her tone.

Something that drived 

me into chaos,

Her eyes!

HIM

                                                             HIM  ( by babitha )

as i looked up at the dark blue sky bursting about with the clatter of fireworks, illuminating the whereabouts with dazzling lights, a small tear strolled down my cheeks.

The inside of my mind almost contradicted this and I sobbed slightly.

Him.

It was always him.

Always had been. Always will be.

Remembering all the good times we shared, a small smile made its way in between these tears. The way we laughed, the way we looked at each other, the raw emotion in his eyes, his breath-taking smile.

I'd give anything in the world to get it back. But that was an impossibility.

However, it seemed much harder to move on and I didn't want to go back to reality just yet.

I pulled out my cell phone and quickly punched in his number. It went to voicemail; the sound of his voice was enough dig up the old, non confronted emotions snaked its way back.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall slowly, enjoying the peace and quiet.

I reach over and rest my head on the tombstone that held his name.

It's been 3 months and all the memories are still fresh in my mind.

Hit forcefully by a drunk driver and it was him that had to lose his life.

Bad things happen to good people

just BREATHE - Can't You See, Oh Mother?

                 Can't You See, Oh Mother?

                                        ( by aishwarya tressa)

·         Can't You See, Oh Mother?

Still I breathe; my heart beats,

Those dirty jokes they say hurts,

And to curve my lips and laugh,

Pain within my heart I wrap,

Still I breathe; my heart beats,

Ugly are all those useless weeds.

Beneath this ugly skin, oh mother

Can't you see a broken daughter?

Look behind her dull black eyes,

See her heart which wants no price,

Still she breath; her heart beats,

Can't you see, oh my mother?

Take her as who she is please,

Don't judge her on her perfect flaws,

She will not change, I know better,

Cause she is me and the truth is bitter,

Stop judging me; please do bother,

Can't you see me, oh my mother?

Perfect Imperfections - Chapter 1

by Vanillascon








       CHAPTER - 1



"God, i'm so lucky to have you in my life! ", he said as he tightened his grip over my hips as he looked into my eyes.

I felt lost as I stared into his melting chocolate brown eyes, his eyebrows giving them an enhanced effect.

An uneasy feeling stirs inside of me. Did i consider it worthwhile it give in my heart to pain and betrayal again?? Would I be able to withstand more pain?

"No, don't say that. You don't deserve me, I don't even deserve myself, I'm just a pathetic waste of space..." I trail off, I turn away as I couldn't bear to breakdown in front of him once again.

He was quick to grab my arm. "But Jesse, I love you. Please don't underestimate yourself. I promise you that I will be with you forever. Because, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me. "

"Forever is a long time, Alex. Nobody can bear me for so long. You'll eventually get tired of me and leave. It's better if you just do it now. " I said as i sat myself down on the pavement.

"Will you just listen to me?" He said as he seated himself beside me. " You are and forever will be my everything, okay? For I am head over heels in love with you, because you're f*cking beautiful and each one of your imperfections is so perfect to me. I absolutely love everything about you.
I love the way you smile at every silly thing that you do. I love your enthusiasm to try new things. I love the way your eyes light up when you smile. I love the very different gestures that you go through in a day. They make you look so beautiful. I love the way you put others before you and take care of everybody. How you always check up on me. And ask if I've eaten. I love so many things about you. Everything, every single little detail about you I absolutely love. I may not be perfect but I'm absolutely lucky to have you, you are my one true love. "

Tears begin to brim my eyes and trickle down with a constant flow. I'm going to lose my mind. Why must Alex be so perfect.

"But, Alex... "

"Shhh... No buts Jesse, Will you just trust me on this. " He said as he engulfed me in a huge bear hug.

"You want to go for a ride? " He queried.

"Yes. " my voice sounded barely audible.

"Let's go!" he said as he ushered me towards his bike. He handed me one of our matching helmets, "Safety first, always " he said as he planted a small kiss on my nose. I flushed.

I strapped the helmet on and hopped onto the pillion seat. The bike roared as we were off.

The steady breeze caressed my cheeks ridding me of my insecurities for now. I clasped myself tighter onto him, kissing his shoulder and resting my cheek on it. Comfortable silence loomed around us as the ride was a smooth one. Finally, the bike came to a halt.

Hopping off, I see that he had brought us to our favorite hideaway, which was a beautiful mounting clearing. It was almost sunset and the view in front of us was breath-taking.

Alex took ahold of my hand, filling the space between my fingers with his and squeezed it in a way that sent chills all over my body.

We then, proceeded towards our usual spot, which was under a huge sycamore tree. As we sat ourselves down, we became lost in a world of our own.

"Alex?"

"Hmm..."

"I've something to say to you..."

"What is it princess? "

I took a deep breath and ran my fingers through my hair.

'Past experiences haunt me like a ghost, even today. Ever since Ivan dug a deep hole in my heart, my life and i have never been the same way. I was broken, dead inside. And the truth is that i actually believed that i deserved this pain. 4 years passed by as i continued to live with this giant lump in my throat,that never went away. My life was in agony and i would've given anything to just run away from it all. Ivan ws the best and worst thing that ever happened to me. Have you ever felt this feeling where you are so much in love with a person that it actually hurts?? Insecurities took over his mind that he shattered me and my heart and made me a broken doll. A doll that nobody wanted to play with. My life became horrible and meaning less... Then, you came in, and made every thing happy and content again... And I feel like i'm not doing you any justice. After all, such a perfect person doesn't deserve or need this pathetic broken doll'

I said as I completely broke down. Tears kept streaming down non-stop.

Alex moved to sit parallel to me, face to face, he then proceeded to wipe away my tears. His fingers found their way beneath my chin and lifted it so that he could look into my eyes.

"Jesse, look at me, I don't know much about this Ivan or what he has done to you. But, I do know that someday, you are going to tell me what happened, and i will be here to listen to every word that you say. And, don't you ever talk down about yourself again! You may call yourself a broken doll, but I'm here to fix up that broken heart, because it kills me that such a beautiful person has been dealt a shitty hand in life.

You don't deserve to look at yourself in this way.

You deserve to be pampered and appreciated, which is exactly what i intend to do with you from this day forward. I still remember the first time I met you, you gave away so much positive vibes, with that beautiful smile of yours. But then, when i got to know you better, i found this damaged person who just made me fall much more in love with you.
So, today, I'm going to make a promise to you that I'm going to try my best to make you trust me and moreover trust yourself, for you are my one true love. I love you Jesse, and I always will, I promise "

Soon after he said this he leaned forward and gave me one of his very fabulous kisses, that always get butterflies going in my stomach.

Tears made their way down my cheeks, but this time they were happy ones. This person in front of me is going to change my life for the better, I'm sure of it. And I was not going to restrict myself from it.

.

HE - Poem

               HE
I am his only pearl,
I am Daddy’s little girl.

He was the very second one,
To swing me in his arms.

He held my little hand to make me walk,
When I was merely a little folk.

He always guides me to the right path,
And spends on me, all the riches he hath.

He loves me with all his heart.
At times, for the better of mine, he even tears my heart apart.

He sacrificed his home, the luxurious life,
And came to Calcutta, just for the better of mine.

He protects me from all the zeroes,
For me, he is the hero of heroes.

He is my life,
He is my loving and caring Dad.

LITTLE INNER MONSTERS

                                                     

         LITTLE INNER MONSTERS
                                                       
                                                  ( by Ekta Redekar )
  our monster within aspire to be loved
      and cherished . written letters to
  savour those extra calories on the favourite cake,
          scream out on a roller coaster ride.


          our monsters within believe in
                gazing stars , laying in
                    an open terrace.
               

   or dance like raindrops imitating a song.
         or amazed by gifting an age - old
                      childhood junk .

                             
                     our monsters within
                       are as easy as pie

From electric cars to rockets to online payments to solar power - ELON MUSK

                                                                   ELON MUSK
                                                                                          by ( Aditya singh chouhan )

Elon Musk,
CEO of Tesla Motors: ‘The longer you wait to fire someone, the longer it has been since you should have fired them.’
Say what you like about Elon Musk (and so many people do).

The crazy tech tycoon — a founder of
PayPal,
Tesla Motors TSLA,
SpaceX
and SolarCity SCTY, -1.75%  — may be a visionary or a mad fool, a capitalist genius or a juggler of government subsidies.

But you can’t deny his extraordinary impact or ambition.

From electric cars to rockets to online payments to solar power, he’s built a fortune and an amazing career launching pioneering companies that other people said just couldn’t be done. SpaceX is building and launching rockets for NASA. Tesla Motors, barely 10 years old, is now valued at half the level of Ford F, -0.25% .

Business journalist Ashlee Vance’s new biography, “Elon Musk: Tesla, SpaceX, and the Quest for a Fantastic Future,” offers the definitive account to date of Musk’s career. How does Musk do it? Here’s how.

Paypal was then sold to E-Bay for 1.5 billion$ in 2002, but Elon Musk continued to invent and innovate. He founded Space X, Tesla Motors and Solar City. SpaceX, the company he founded in 2002, got a contract from NASA 6 years later for 1.6 billion $. He also founded Tesla Motors, an electric car company.

Few thing we need to know about his hardwork !!

1. He doesn’t know he can’t. No, you can’t launch an Internet bank. You don’t know anything about it. No, you can’t launch a new U.S. car company. Nobody’s done that successfully in 70 years. No, you can’t launch a company to build rockets and put them into space. Only governments can do that. What are you, crazy? Those ideas will never work. People kept telling him things were impossible, but he didn’t know any better so he just went ahead and did them anyway.

2. He reads. And reads and reads and reads. “You don’t know what you don’t know. You realize there are all these things out there,” he says. Musk spent his childhood with his nose in a book. He read the Encyclopaedia Britannica from cover to cover. So much for the “post-text world.” He prepared for SpaceX by reading fun stuff like “Aerothermodynamics of Gas Turbine and Rocket Propulsion.” If you want to know what you don’t know, nothing beats reading.

3. He works ridiculous hours. Musk wonders if he can spare “five to 10 hours” a week from his hectic schedule to date. When he was starting out, he slept in a beanbag next to his desk. “Maybe he showered on the weekends,” says a co-worker. “I don’t know.” Now that he’s got a private jet, it’s a little more comfortable, but he is always zooming from factory to meeting to factory. Same principle. I get exhausted just thinking about it.

4. He’s a showman. You’re nowhere these days without the marketing. From his futuristic offices to the glitzy gala events that serve as product launches, Musk is adept at getting the exposure he wants and his companies need. Back when he was just starting his first Internet venture, he built a big, dramatic case for his PC so it would look more impressive to customers and potential investors.

5. He sets ridiculously tight deadlines. He took the future PayPal from a shell to a live operation in four months in 1999. And right from the start at Tesla and SpaceX, he was setting absurdly optimistic deadlines for launching prototypes and getting products to market. The bad? He ended up looking silly. The good: The pressure got things done as fast as possible.

6. He hires quality. If necessary, Musk will bypass industry and raid colleges — students and faculty alike — to find the best, smartest, hungriest engineers and other staff. He says he would rather employ one great engineer than three mediocre ones.

7. He understands work environments. He broke with tradition in his manufacturing operations by merging white-collar and blue-collar staff, placing desks on factory floors, and making engineers, computer programmers, machinists and welders sit down and work side by side as a team. Simple, and effective. How can they solve problems in different buildings?

8. He improvises. When SpaceX was told to wait to launch rockets in the U.S., he went and found a Pacific island he could use straight away. He once jumped on his private jet and flew to England to shuttle a needed machine tool to a factory in France to speed up prod.

You are inspiration for millions . Especially youth generation.