Emotions are like thermal energy,
Release as open system,
Receive as closed system,
To ensure heat flow.
Sunday, 19 August 2012
Saturday, 18 August 2012
Music with Software
I composed this music sometime back using a software, just playing with sound
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkXI38iCuMQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GkXI38iCuMQ
Poem - Music Personified
her hairs are strings,
her accessories are instruments,
her heart beats like drums,
and she is covered with the keys
her accessories are instruments,
her heart beats like drums,
and she is covered with the keys
Poem - Young green girl
The Green Girl,
She is still young!
But she is suffering from tumor, called deforestation
And bronchial asthma called pollution.
She has lost her green hair, in last 4 decades,
But she still smiles at the us,
It is our responsibility to protect this young girl
Before she quits completely!
She is still young!
But she is suffering from tumor, called deforestation
And bronchial asthma called pollution.
She has lost her green hair, in last 4 decades,
But she still smiles at the us,
It is our responsibility to protect this young girl
Before she quits completely!
Short Poem - Kite
Buoyancy of wind,
controlled by thread,
the crafted paper
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Explanation:
Humans are kite, been controlled by thread called money, and supported by beings, without the wind the kite can’t fly and without the tread its destination can’t be controlled. So both are required to have a success life.
controlled by thread,
the crafted paper
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Explanation:
Humans are kite, been controlled by thread called money, and supported by beings, without the wind the kite can’t fly and without the tread its destination can’t be controlled. So both are required to have a success life.
Short Story - Innocent Woman
Came the boy,
Seeking fun and comfort at home.
Mom was cooking his favorite meal,
Both were prepared to enjoy the sunset.
Ringing at the door,
The boy dropped his toys,
His face became white,
He quickly hid himself,
Like prey from predator
Entered a tall beast,
His face was brown,
His teeth was like sharp stone,
His eyes were like a red hot metal,
altogether resembling prehistoric creature.
He spoke out of rage,
Which the boy couldn’t understand.
The communication heated up,
He slapped the mom.
Beating his mom
Was the beast’s hobby.
The boy witnesses it daily.
He never understood,
Why mom was beaten!
In school he gets punishment,
When he does wrong!
But the innocent mom
Never does anything wrong!
The boy was crying,
Over the entire scene,
Feeling helpless.
Session was over, finally!!
Boy came out,
And he wiped her tears,
Mom gave a hug
And kissed the boy,
She went to prepare the dinner
Boy was perplexed,
Why she was bearing?
Beating a woman was right?
Does his loving mother deserve it?
Hoping to get an answer from someone, someday!
Seeking fun and comfort at home.
Mom was cooking his favorite meal,
Both were prepared to enjoy the sunset.
Ringing at the door,
The boy dropped his toys,
His face became white,
He quickly hid himself,
Like prey from predator
Entered a tall beast,
His face was brown,
His teeth was like sharp stone,
His eyes were like a red hot metal,
altogether resembling prehistoric creature.
He spoke out of rage,
Which the boy couldn’t understand.
The communication heated up,
He slapped the mom.
Beating his mom
Was the beast’s hobby.
The boy witnesses it daily.
He never understood,
Why mom was beaten!
In school he gets punishment,
When he does wrong!
But the innocent mom
Never does anything wrong!
The boy was crying,
Over the entire scene,
Feeling helpless.
Session was over, finally!!
Boy came out,
And he wiped her tears,
Mom gave a hug
And kissed the boy,
She went to prepare the dinner
Boy was perplexed,
Why she was bearing?
Beating a woman was right?
Does his loving mother deserve it?
Hoping to get an answer from someone, someday!
Short Story - Fall of Humans!
Its year 2100, Roads are dusty,
Destructed building and cars seen everywhere,
Plants have grown all over
But there is no sign of human!
Some creatures are here,
Their eyes are wide,They have longer hands with huge nails,
And ears are quite sharp,
They move at a faster pace,
and are feeding on what ever is present.
Including their own species.
What happened to the world and its occupants?
It was 50 years back,
The ERA of Technology,
world had succeeded in all forms,
They invented Robotic Drivers, Robotic Surgeons, Robotic chef,
Robotic Developers, Robotic foreman………
Name the occupations AI was there!
Life had become tough;
It was, competition between man and machine,
People were thrown out of the jobs,
As AI were outsourced.
Huge protests were made against AI,
But greedy companies never took it!
Agriculture, Food, Industrial sector all were affected.
Chaos around the world, No Safety for life,
People killing each other for food!!
Some survived by feeding, on everything,
Where as others perished, But Man realized,
There was no business without human,
Soon business sunk.
The Human race perished not because of virus
But because of greedy technology! they made a wrong choice,
between boons and doom technology.
Destructed building and cars seen everywhere,
Plants have grown all over
But there is no sign of human!
Some creatures are here,
Their eyes are wide,They have longer hands with huge nails,
And ears are quite sharp,
They move at a faster pace,
and are feeding on what ever is present.
Including their own species.
What happened to the world and its occupants?
It was 50 years back,
The ERA of Technology,
world had succeeded in all forms,
They invented Robotic Drivers, Robotic Surgeons, Robotic chef,
Robotic Developers, Robotic foreman………
Name the occupations AI was there!
Life had become tough;
It was, competition between man and machine,
People were thrown out of the jobs,
As AI were outsourced.
Huge protests were made against AI,
But greedy companies never took it!
Agriculture, Food, Industrial sector all were affected.
Chaos around the world, No Safety for life,
People killing each other for food!!
Some survived by feeding, on everything,
Where as others perished, But Man realized,
There was no business without human,
Soon business sunk.
The Human race perished not because of virus
But because of greedy technology! they made a wrong choice,
between boons and doom technology.
Short Poem - Super Hero
can't fly,
can't crush,
can't spin a web,
but can save the earth
with power of attitude!
can't crush,
can't spin a web,
but can save the earth
with power of attitude!
Poem - Girl with teddy bear
She was a girl of 5 years old,
Her mother passed away a year back,
She lived with her granny and father.
The granny was too old,
To look after and play with her,
Most of the times she falls ill,
But the girl was always busy with her teddy!!
She had curly hairs, and twinkling eyes,
And she was an angel,
With a wand of love and affection,
No matter she missed her mom,
She never forgets to smile,
And make others smile, with her naughty acts.
Her father was superhero,
She always misses him.
With her eyes filled with love,
She waits eagerly for him.
The Father, was a firm believer on astrology,
For him astrology decides the fate,
He was not doing well, in recent times,
He lost his wife and lost the way in life.
Out of frustration, he enters the house.
The girl comes running towards him,
Not for toys or chocolates,
Just to share her love with him.
The dad shouts at the girl,
He believed, that she was the reason for his fate,
The little girl didn’t understand a word,
But from his face, she understood, what he meant.
She went and started living in her world.
The world of two people, she and teddy.
A friend who doesn’t complains,
Never talks, but who listens to her, with patience, and
Luckiest person for being loved by her.
Her mother passed away a year back,
She lived with her granny and father.
The granny was too old,
To look after and play with her,
Most of the times she falls ill,
But the girl was always busy with her teddy!!
She had curly hairs, and twinkling eyes,
And she was an angel,
With a wand of love and affection,
No matter she missed her mom,
She never forgets to smile,
And make others smile, with her naughty acts.
Her father was superhero,
She always misses him.
With her eyes filled with love,
She waits eagerly for him.
The Father, was a firm believer on astrology,
For him astrology decides the fate,
He was not doing well, in recent times,
He lost his wife and lost the way in life.
Out of frustration, he enters the house.
The girl comes running towards him,
Not for toys or chocolates,
Just to share her love with him.
The dad shouts at the girl,
He believed, that she was the reason for his fate,
The little girl didn’t understand a word,
But from his face, she understood, what he meant.
She went and started living in her world.
The world of two people, she and teddy.
A friend who doesn’t complains,
Never talks, but who listens to her, with patience, and
Luckiest person for being loved by her.
Poem- Where is Creator ?
alone in heaven creator got bored,
he didn't have any one to talk or any one to play,
there is no use of enjoying and having power by being alone,
here the creator got his thought!!
he created the world, now
he was confused of what to do next with an empty world ?
creator always likes to play the games, he took some pieces of paper
and wrote his qualities, both good and bad.
he slowly folded all the papers and dropped it down,
he took one by one among those,
the first was patience,
he created the trees and gave his quality of patience,
then came the fear, he divided this
quality among life forms,in various proportion.
then came love, then came jealousy.....
he did this, until all the papers have gone.
finally after delivering all the qualities he was not in heaven,
he has moved to the earth, in various forms of life.
he didn't have any one to talk or any one to play,
there is no use of enjoying and having power by being alone,
here the creator got his thought!!
he created the world, now
he was confused of what to do next with an empty world ?
creator always likes to play the games, he took some pieces of paper
and wrote his qualities, both good and bad.
he slowly folded all the papers and dropped it down,
he took one by one among those,
the first was patience,
he created the trees and gave his quality of patience,
then came the fear, he divided this
quality among life forms,in various proportion.
then came love, then came jealousy.....
he did this, until all the papers have gone.
finally after delivering all the qualities he was not in heaven,
he has moved to the earth, in various forms of life.
Poem - The Recession
It’s easy to build me,
I just need some support and seat!!
I enjoy being in outdoors.
Children like me a lot,
I used to hear their voice day and night,
They scream, jump, laugh and play with me.
They sit on me, and push with happiness,
I swing through the air, no matter how much pain I feel,
I have enjoyed those moments.
Time has changed,
I lost my charm! ,
My health is deteriorating,
I no longer attract people,
I don’t possess the skill, called virtual.
I assure you a better enjoyment, without the skill virtual.
Please help me in securing my job
Short Story - The Paratha
It was Friday afternoon,
We got bored of routine food,
So decided to try paratha a wheat dish,
We observed the way, cook was preparing,
He had all the ingredients, in various vessels,
The wheat flour, water, salt, the crushed potatoes with
spices and oil.
He poured the water, on the wheat powder and started making
the batter,
When ever the wheat flour was dry he added more of water and
When water was more he added some wheat flour.
He made small components out of the batter,
Stuffed the potato mixture in the batter,
And made it to thin sheets.
He heated the pan with some oil,
Then he placed the thin paratha on it,
He ensure that it doesn’t gets burnt,
He adjusted the heat and poured the oil,
And rotated the paratha,
And finally we got a tasty paratha.
There is not much difference on relationship (business or
personal) and cooking,
We see peoples of various nature,
Each one having various qualities, but all are required in
life.
How is it possible to make a paratha without the
ingredient's individual qualities?
It is up to us ,To ensure that the relation is good by applying appreciation,
and importance to a person , by applying authority and by sharing good and bad times.
It is about compensating each other qualities!
Immortal
Been in darkness, frigidity and calm world,
Moving to a zone of heat, light and noisy world.
Controller says welcome to world of life!!
Things are different than seen and felt before.
Happy looking creatures touching the companions,
I am submerged in water,
Controller says fear!!
Noise! , says ears,
Oh! It’s from throat!
Why is he making it?
Controller says pain in stomach!
I am submerged in water,
The water dries off,
Once mouth gets the chewing work,
Controller says hunger!!
Days pass by,
Legs and hands are busy,
I see things at faster pace,
Miscommunication between them,
I am submerged in water,
Controller says pain!!
New creatures around me,
No fear!
They lick companions,
Controller says love!!
Days pass by,
Familiar creatures around me,
Controller says parents!
Creatures of varying shape and size,
Similar to familiar creatures,
Controller says friends and relatives!
Similar creatures around me,
What is this place?
Controller says schoo..
Days pass by,
Controller says college, workplace, marriage…..
I am ageing!
Light diminishing,
Companions dying,
Gloom creatures around me,
Controller says death!
Back in darkness,
Quitting the world,
End of life!
Wait!
Back in light?
Happy creatures around me?
Am I alive?
I am submerged in water,
New controller says happiness of seeing the world for first
time!
I am immortal,
I can survive with a new companions!
Spare me, let me live for another generation !
Short- Poem - Journey
Journey starts with search of Love,
Mind precides the love,
Each precedence has a reflection on journey.
And ends with search of love.
Short Poem - Blue Medusa
I Make Statue out of Life,
When men gives attention to me
they call me medusa!
Poem - Fission World
life is full of problems,
at times, we have to face it alone,
to add woes, discouragement from fusion world.
After all mind is a filter,
hack the innocent mind,
with the required persons and desired character
to create a fission world.
Poem - Don't Insult Me!
Let me out of heart, when you really mean me,
accept me, when someone really means me,
don't insult me, when one of this occurs.
- from word sorry
Short Story - Misinterpreted Epic
The mom was narrating the epic of blue god to the child,
Finally she completed the short version of epic,
The child listened patiently to her story and asked which blue god you like :)
Mom Said the first blue god, because the last avataar believes in polygamy!
No woman likes to have polygamy partner!
the child asked, so is it fine ? to doubt wife based on others comment?
The mom became speechless,
The epic has so many characters, each reveals a personality,
It is a way to show how the emotions expressed through various personalities,
We have to become one among those personalities in life, but we choose the personality which we want,
because we have been brought up in this way!
Don't look as a sinner!, we are just a group of people who belive in realities (human Character), and feminism,
and not on any statue
Poem - The Tyre
I pass by various roads,
Some were smooth,
some were rocky and
some were swampy.
i bear the weight, and friction
most of the times,
i get hurted and been operated.
I may reach the destination a bit late,
but my destiny,
depends on the air within me,
not with whom i come in contact.
Short Story - Soul Transition
The boy was depressed, and he quits,
He meets the god, on his way to deciding path,
An offer was given to him, to choose 9 lives for a minute,
during transition, he gets the feel of those souls.
Journey of the soul as follows:
Ant:” hope no one stamps me",
Elephant:” hope no one kills me for my teeth"
Serpent:” hope no one kills for my saliva and skin",
Fish:” hope no one takes me out of the water",
Tree:” hope they won't slaughter me for construction",
Bird:” hope i don't meet any accident",
Flower:” hope no one kills me, and presents my corpse to
others",
Fly:” hope no one kills me with pesticides".
Boy: “Hope no one takes this decision again”
It is better we struggle with what we have,
Than quitting!
Poem - Is she fine?
I inquired her,
By sending message, with my white eyes,
Once my droplets, reaches her,
She replies with aroma.
For past few years, haven’t got her aromatic response
Is every thing fine?
Children! Your mom is 4.54 billion years old,
But she is still young and deserves to be loved,
Protect her!
Poem - Canvas
Born out of fabric,
bearing emotions and colors,
appreciated and criticized by people,
credit goes to the artist!
A child's mind is a canvas
painted by people around them,
some are painted with happiness
and some with pain and sorrow.
Once they grow up,
they have the ability,
to repaint them-selves!
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