The Rise

The sun has risen,

the morning has dawned,
the night may not have been peaceful
but still it is a new morrow.

You wish life itself starts afresh,
but this is the best that you would get,
so let your heart rise high,
free your mind off the sorrows,  

It's a new beginning,

embrace it when you can,

it isn't wront to forget the pain,

because the feeling etched in your mind is real.

Most convenient as it may seem,
you cannot just survive,                       
cuz life is to be lived for others,
as much as it is for your own self.

while you drench in the rain of sorrow,
those are the tears of one who cares,
to let them not shed a tear,
is what life becomes about.

So with a new zeal,        

you rise like a phoenix,
wondering whether the nightmare that reduced you to ashes is over,             
and you see a smile, the smile that says,
"life is beautiful, come rise again..."  

Hi, I'm Preeti Ramaraj and you are......

I was just wondering what influence people have in my life when I came across this post by Chinmay and I couldn't help writing about it.

First of all, correction. People have a big influence on "everyone's" lives. They define us. They define our behaviour.  They define what kind of people we are. They give us the identity we have, rather we ourselves know our identity because of our interaction with them. We are a part of the people for others , the way we have them for us.

I am a people's person.Totally. My friend says he is scared of me cuz I supposedly know every second person in college. Well, that is an exaggeration but I happen to know quite some people in college. I always have a conversation starter topic ready if I know I'm talking to someone for the first time. No,I don't think about it, I just talk. Also, I remember where and how exactly I met a person and I recognize too, so at times, the person on the other side is forced to smile when I do cuz they wonder where the hell they met me when I remember the whole conversation that would have happened then. :P

No, it isn't an easy job to make a conversation with a person you absolutely don't know. Not even for a talkative person like me. But then I don't know, I just happen to discover topics common to both of us to start off with.

But it is a wonderful thing really. Meeting people. I don't have any restrictions as such as to who I would talk to. Usually, they are people with similar interests but not intentionally. It's just that this friend of a friend of a friend likes the same kind of music that I do or I worked with them somewhere or something. But that's all I need.

I speak exactly what I think and never have to wonder what I shouldn't talk about or what opinion the other person is forming about me, so the conversation is even more simpler. One thing I just can't bear is if a person thinks that some people aren't worth talking to just because they were brought up somewhere,bad speech skills or such stupid reasons. People should always be recognized for their thoughts, emotions and feelings and nothing more.

I just like knowing people really and that's the reason I happen to talk to so many. The reason for the ease is I really have no specifications or restrictions about anything I like in general..Ok, that didn't make sense. I mean, as long as something is not immoral or unethical, I would enjoy it. I can understand and accept a random person's definition of fun, life, love and anything under the sun. So, people find it easy to converse with me.

Forget people across the world. Think people in your own class you have never spoken to. It's a different world really. You get so many different views, so many different ideas to a small topic, you would wonder how is it possible that your answer was the best one. 

We form these small circles around us. We decide who resemble us most or who accepts our ideas best or who we are really comfortable with and that's the end of people we want to be with. But then, you might just be missing that person in your life who might be the best person you would have ever met just because you have closed the path for them to enter your life. Outwardly appearances are often deceptive. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake in knowing certain people cuz that's how you learn, isn't it?

I agree, there have been instances where I have regretted being associated with certain people but these instances are so less in comparison to instances where I have been so lucky to have just met certain people.

As I get to know these people more, I get to know myself more, I get to realize who I am and the most basic thing...I find more people to bear my incessant talking :P

It's time you take the first step to go and enter a whole new dimension....if you would rather not, at least don't take those steps back when a new person is willing to enter your life. It might just be your lucky day :)

So, I end this as usual lengthy conversation hoping that as much as I love to meet people, they don't ever have to run away at the mention of my name. :P

(I personally think its a very anti-climactical end)

Tears to be wiped

Read this poem I had written during sem 3 exams when I showed it to a friend yesterday..

Why are my eyes now moist with tears,when I cant wipe them anymore,        

what have I lost inside of me,  

something that I had before,

my thoughts are numb and my heart is cold,

where is the warmth that I had before,                                                          

that joy on hearing what I wished to hear,     

that surge of happiness has now all disappeared,           

I crave for those moments ,too precious to be true,                

those lovely  times,which once used to be ours,  

that break of dawn which spelled a day of bliss,                                                 

now the sun rays fall hard on me,       

I can't move my feet no more,          

my mind has lost all hope,                     

of travelling the path to my better tomorrow,                                                    

but wait, I see someone far away,                          

like a breath of fresh air removing all my anguish,        

is it really you, my dear friend,              

you have come to save me from this abrupt end,                                                   

suddenly I find myself willing to live again,                  

leaving behind this desperation and pain,                    

I have to forget the past that I can't change,           

but I think it will be easy,            

now that you are here,                            

like always, alleviating my fear,                                                                

 

What do I have to worry, with a friend like you,        

I must be blessed to be saved from the brink of unhappiness,           

I had lost my ability to love,         

no one to understand what I feel,                                                                  

my dear friend, now I know thats what friends are for,                           

to love and to be loved whoever it may be,                  

my eyes are tearful, but with content,  

that to wipe those tears, you are here....