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Sunday, September 24, 2006

The song of a home sick person...

Nothing more to write...the song of a home sick person...

During the three months till now at Mysore, the emotions have ranged from first pleasant surprises, to total enjoyment to now pure home sickness. Here is a poem reflecting on the third emotion.

Countless are the days,
in here we have spent.
Joy,sorrow and dislike,
all emotions we have felt.

Time now we feel,
has come to move on.
When the magic of the
place no longer charms.

The glamor and lights,
no longer we like.
The pleasant surprises,
have turned into dislike.

Away from home no,
longer can we be.
Bored of the place,
as much as can be.

But, however we may want,
its here we have to stay.
And, however we may dislike,
we cant leave a task midway.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Buddy....

Don't wrry...

Your emotions are being echoed by me too........

Mujhe bhi ghar jaana hai...asap.....

But ofcourse..we cant leave the tasks midway.......

So, never mind, after coming up with flying colours in the generic compre, we will rock the stream compre too and then, triumphantly we will head for the DESTINATION MOST WANTED (!!!) - CHANDIGARHHHHH!!!!! :-) :-) :-)

Till then, stay focused and, TRY to forget home for a while....ok.......trianing k baad ghar hi toh jaana hai....
...(shivani garg)

Anonymous said...

hey dear.....
missing home ya phir koi aur bhi hai ?i hope its nt me .hehe hahaha
(neha)

shreshth said...

hmmmm...cant feel what u are feeling but whatever u are feeling has been put very nicely into words :)

Anonymous said...

You realize, what have written?