Fetched Afar

I hear these voices now,
But there's no sound to come.
They keep telling me,
Reminding me of what I'd become.

There was a reason for,
What I'd been before.
But everything just seems all fine now,
And everything just seems all fine.

I've caught the moving car,
That once seemed Fetched Afar.
And I've made it,
With no bruise, no scar.

I had the liberty,
And the open opportunity.
Because I stuck to the plan,
Look at me today, above all, here I stand.

Oh, and i have now,
What I didn't once upon a time.
I got what I wanted,
Became the best in my prime.

All that was left was,
That little thing I missed.
That little thing I had to pay attention to,
The one thing I should have held onto and kissed.

                                  - ASK

...

While chasing your "moving car",  don't miss out on the little things that matter the most...

To my fellow Jr Maintals

Here's to the Patricks to my Spongebob; Han Solos to my Luke Skywalkers; Ron Weasleys to my Harry Potters; Paul Pfeiffers to my Kevin Arnold; Josh to my Drake; And Marshall and Barney to my Ted. (P.S. I had to say Barney for political reasons) 

Anyway, here...



It has been, since the group had formed,
A year.
Thus, out of joy, on my cheeks,
Is rolling down a tear.

It were the years around the new millennium,
When the three of us good friends were born.
And never since then,
Apart we have torn.

The giant teddy called childhood,
Did eventually go.
And has left us with ourselves,
To bond and to grow.

Now that it's been so many of these bachpan ke years,
I find myself bearing down, bearing down on tears...

...

Love you, guys! You know who you are.

Flying High

Happiness has its own price,
Celebration, work and spice.
Flavour being what we have to do,
And light and love being the key to the two.

The sky's not high; Lets learn how to fly,
If its been too long, with acceptance, sigh,
Always the people's heart try to steal,
Soar the skies, but learn how to kneel...

                               - ASK 

Wonder

As I sit and wonder why we die,
And what dreams really are.
The hope behind the need to fly,
I sit on that faraway star.

The anger in the tiger's eyes,
And the fire in our soul,
Could be the only opening,
Or itself be the hole.

Sight and sound our daily dose,
My eyes are both open and close,
Feel the wind as in your face it blows,
And watch time pass as fast as it goes.

High up above and down below,
The more you go, the less you know,
I wonder why we humans lie,
As I sit and wonder why we die.

                                 - ASK

Now

Now I don't know which way,

The wind is gonna blow.

Will it always stay this way,

Or will it ever slow?

Now I have this power,

And I thought I wanted it to show.

Last time on the tower,

I thought I wanted them to know.

Now I want that ray of light,

At this hour of need.

For me to light the way,

And for me to take the lead.

Now's the time I have to act,

And do what I need to do.

Gone is the time when I got to act,

But it's tomorrow's coffee I have to brew.

Life is too short to let days go bye,

And it gets to long if you start to live a lie.

Be new. Be true. And always Be You.

Live under the sky at night, live until the sky's blue.

Look up at the Sun,

Step out and take a run,

Run, and skip, and fly, until you're done...

Live to be Free.

Now He flies,
Because He wants to.
And, down He lies,
When He has to.

He's the right,
To the wrong.
He's the tune,
Of this song.

We live but to be free,
The life we wish to lead,
He's the line between what we want,
And what we need.

He's a dream,
Within us all.
May pride never goeth,
Before a fall.

We live but to be free,
The plant we try to seed,
He's the line between a choice,
And a deed.

To seize the moment,
And learn to fly.
And never,
Say goodbye.

Be an outcast,
To those who don't care.
Be a soldier,
And every problem bare.

We live but to be free,
And every opportunity heed,
He's the line between who to follow,
And whom to lead.

                    -ASK

The One Who Knew...

There was once someone who knew,
What life and the future brings to you.
He always knew the possibilities,
But focused on his responsibilities.
The faith he had was immense,
Thus he ended wise, not dense.
Unshaken by his own skills,
He had an uncontrollable urge to climb hills.
For all he knew was to be strong,
Therefore, his journey was millions of miles long...

                                        - ASK

The Unconsciousness

Imagine a world with a yellow sky,
And purple seas of grass.
With plants of teal and trees of steel,
I spy a mountain made of brass.

Water in rivers is, in fact, blue,
The wind in the air is, Oh! so cool.
The sand on the beach smells like the pool,
And the night and day have no moral, no rule.

The cloud of dust rising mightily high,
It's so very pink, it feels like a lie.
Inhaling it would completely fill you with glee,
And the place of true happiness, it will make you see.

Confused about what it is I see,
My mind is under lock-and-key,
There's something here that I have to be,
And go beyond, go beyond of me.

Then the dream just fell apart,
And conscious were my mind and heart,
And that's when I knew, the fire in my mind's eye,
Were the actions of that lullaby...

                                         - ASK

My Nana... (Granddad)

To the world's greatest grandfather in the world... Happy Birthday!

My Nana is someone who loves to tell stories. He makes us laugh. He makes us eat. And He always makes me want to go on. He's always wanting everyone to be happy. So here's a short poetry for you, Nana / Joker / Santa Claus and everything you have been to me...

"To Learn to be so Sweet and Kind,
And always be just two steps behind.
To be so Happy and always Smile,
And for someone, go that extra mile.
To learn to laugh, and learn to live,
You taught me how to always give..."

Thank you, Nana!
And may you Always and Forever Smile...

Rockstar Shades

And he gets up in the morning,
With a Devil's stare,
With a Mind full of hope,
though, he knows nothing's fair.

Then he goes skipping to the bathroom,
just to make his hair,
He neither asked for any help,
nor sent up any flare.

He's just a Rockstar, on his own,
No future too unknown,
The past - you gotta let it go,
And the fact is, there's nothing that we know.

Then he gets into his Limo,
and makes the crowd aware,
Not like the general audience,
who just don't care.

Although, his ROCKSTAR SHADES,
he does wear,
You have to look beyond,
to compare.

Now he's got those Rockstar Shades, on his eyes,
No need for any sacrifice,
Although every handful has a price,
And may the lords above, roll the dice...                        

                                 - ASK

The Living and the Dead

We lay with tired heads,
Hiding under beds,
The echoing sound of firing guns,
Through rising and through setting suns

I plead forgiveness for things I have said,
As I pray for the Souls of the Living and the Dead.

Dreams going hollow as they were denied,
As mothers and sisters helplessly cried,
I weep for the lives of those who come to be,
Because the end of the race, I can foresee

There is no need of Death and Sorrow and Misery,
Which leads to the Darkness of HISTORY...

                                                   - Amun Khot

On The Pathway Of Life

It's the lie that blinds us all,
It's Karma, that one day finds us all,
It's Clarity that keeps us going,
While, it's our dreams that keep us growing...

On the pathway of life,
Dreams lead the way...
Clarity lights the way...
Karma guides the way...
While the lie foreshadows the way...

                                   - Amun Khot

Friendship

The heart-felt bond of man,
Of joy and companionship,
Evolution demands a hand,
While I like to term it - "Friendship"

There's ones who always stand by,
Then there's the ones who just walk on by,
As they, in a friendly way, compete against us,
They, in a way, complete us.

Sometimes we feel devoured,
While at times we feel empowered.
At all times, moral support is what we need,
As the plant of friendship, we desperately try to seed...

                                             - Amun Khot

My Dad...

Firstly, Happy Birthday Dad!


My Dad is my idol. I look up to him. I go around town telling people that my dad is the smartest person I know. You can ask any of my friends. They'll tell you how much I look up to him.

So, to the Most Caring, Awesome Father, a little poem on his special day...



"In my eyes, you're the smartest of them all,
It's idealistic how you stand so tall,
The dream I dream, you dream along,
Although it won't ever be enough, I want to thank you with this little song..."




For all you've done throughout my life...

LOVE YOU,  DAD!

Trying to Break Down an Unbreakable Wall

I was inside a cave,
With no sight of light,
And pitch black filled the space,
Against which I was trying to fight.

I have to break out,
of this shell of a cave,
With guts in my heart,
And me being brave.

I wasn't a caveman,
but was forced inside my lair,
Where i later came to be known as a monster,
And to enter my territory, they did not dare.

I was trying to break down an Unbreakable Wall,
That was once blocking my way,
It was a fight against my soul,
All i didnt know was, it was my day.

Then a ray of light entered,
The eternal realm of darkness,
And for the first time in my life,
I didnt feel absolutely helpless...

                                      - Amun Khot

Bright Light

You're walking down the aisle,
Where you last found yourself.
It's a long way down to nothing,
Where the winds call themselves.

There's nothing to be seen,
In plain sight,
But I'm counting on that silky,
Bright Light,
There, On the Horizon...

Trying to find something to hold on to,
Something worth doing.
Because there is only a thin line between,
Something done, and something worth being.

...

So, I hope that you too have that Bright Light that keeps you going!

Beyond

You have got to live up to your name,
And go beyond the stereotype.
Hate the player, not the game,
And eat the fruit while it is still ripe.

Be the knight to the legends,
Let your Soul be free.
Be the right to the wrong,
When the others don't agree.

When the night is above,
And the Oracle has foreseen.
Do the dance when you are young,
And become what you need to be...

...

Now that i look up,
It's all I see.

                             - Amun Khot

                                 - 

Arrival

My train of thought has arrived,
On a horror-stricken demise.
What is it, this World we live in?
Will the bad things ever end?
Would every bad choice lead to the birth of a sin?
Will the whole World be ablle to comprehend?
That how precious a gemstone life is?
You need to succeed,
To get what you need.
And whole-heartedly believe
To achieve...

                                      - Amun Khot

Fortune

You're lucky you're not blind,
Thus you can see,
What and how the World is,
So don't throw a fuss and see what you have and what can be!

...

We, Humans tend to forget sometimes how Fortunate we are...

                                               - Amun Khot

Outer Space

No Wind or any sense of time,
We're moving at the Speed of Light,
Whistling sounds, I hear,
As Darkness masks my sight.

I look to my right,
And I see the Sun shine,
Then I look to my left,
And I see the moonlight sublime.

Into Outer Space,
The most Unknown Place,
Where, of anything, there is no trace,
It's the pinnacle of true disgrace.

I'm looking down at the world in envy,,
Looking at the world rotate,
Looking from up here,
From Heaven's Gate.

I don't know what I'm doing,
Just trying to keep up the faith,
I don't know where I'm going,
Want to believe, where i go next, is a better place...

                                            - Amun Khot

Perspective

Humans think differently... The world wouldn't cease to co-exist without this thing called "perspective".

Give this a thought. If i say "clock", some might think of time, some might think of numbers 1 to 12, and some others. So, if people have different views on a small item as a clock, how is the world still moving? It is moving because of the different ideas. New ideas = revolution. This could be good and bad. good because of the birth of "Big Ideas". And bad because it leads to war. Now have a different perspective towards "perspective". It leads to different view-points which gives you international and civic wars. both minor and major.

Making Decisions. This is entirely based on perspective. What i think of making decisions is that one has to look from the angle of everybody concerned and then act upon it. This is also a good quality of a leader.

Now, think of judges. Just imagine what a tough time judges of different sports and events have. At times they have to be the bad people because they have to make the right choice. Sometimes, I really feel bad for an umpire when he makes a decision which no player or spectator likes and hate him for that. As Sunil Gavaskar, a famous cricketer said, "The spectators will always remember a bad decision made by an umpire  or a catch dropped by a fielder, but they will never remember the good decisions and the good catches..."

All I'm saying is, people think differently, so the next time you need to make a decsion, or you get into a fight, just think of what is written above.

                                                 - Amun Khot

Thanks...

Thank you viewers!

I am really happy for the number of viewers I've had in 4 days. 150 viewers! I will probably continue writing. Just keep viewing. Also try and comment and +1 (only if liked)...

Thanks, again!

7 Billion!

7 Billion in the world,

And everyone has something to teach,

One can find kinds of people,

And try and learn what they need to preach...

                                       - Amun Khot

Belief

I Believe there's no limit to creation and power.
I Believe the monster inside can definitely devour.
I Believe in Karma, what goes around, does come around.
I Believe that the angel in us can always be found.
I Believe a doctor always needs a nurse.
I Believe we're not the only ones in this whole UNIVERSE.

                                                           - Amun Khot

The Ultimate Division

Life is anything but a DREAM,
But the dreamers live it like one.
And realists live to prevent them from getting too close to the sun.

There are two kinds of people,
as i mentioned above.
There's the ones who "DO" to live,
and the others-- to do what they love.

It's the Dreamers who design the building,
But the Realists are the ones who actually make it come true.
There will always be that difference,
the difference between the two...

                                 - Amun Khot

Unusually Usual

The world seems so simple today,
Very usual, what do I say?
The wind at its regular pace,
The sun at its regular place.

Strangely,
this normal day brings out feelings of weirdness.
Genuinely,
either this is OK to be thought by one,
or i might be a complete mess.

I sit here at my usual place,
at the usual time,
seeing the same face,
i.e. the face of the earth,
which I'm desperately trying to embrace...

                             - Amun Khot

Grace

Life is a climb,
A hike to the top of a mountain,
One has to struggle during the climb,
But if you are humble, in the end it is like the radiant colours in a fountain.

Along with victory,
comes trouble.
To find its solution,
one has to struggle.

Be like a hiker on a hunger strike unwillingly,
who finds a fruit that fulfills his needs.
Who says to a greater force,
"Today I am happy and grateful,
For what you have given to me..."

                              -Amun Khot

Those Soaring Entities

Soaring in the sky,
Where they're meant to be,
I feel enchanted looking up at thee.

The invisible wake of those soaring entities imprinted on my inward eye,
The image of them gliding down makes want to deny,
the fact that, in this world, there are also bad things.

It makes me wanna,
Skip and dance, and hop and sing...

Leaving

Not easy, not at all,
It's more than just moving to another place.
Neither is it a movement small,
It's about the grace you replace.

Moreover, you come to learn what you cant leave behind,
What is too precious for you to leave,
Things you can't re-bind,
Things you can't again weave.

When new things remind you of old,
And you realize it is more valuable than gold,
You start appreciating the importance of things, - only,
When it's too late and you're leaving...
                             
                                         - Amun Khot

Can't Put a Hand On What I see

There is wind in my face,
And of land, there is no trace,
There's water splashing around,
And everything i see is a haze.

My face on the water's reflection, looks like a baboon,
I'm floating around pensively like a balloon,
No one around - no he or she,
I can't put a hand on what i see...

                                - Amun Khot

Potential

I think there's always more space to grow...

So, that means we can possess "Infinite Potential".

A wise man once told me, "Potential goes waste without Hardwork" That man was absolutely correct. We - humans - have it in us . It is the ones that really grasp onto their potential who fly with vivid colours...

So just keep in mind whenever you're down,

"You'll always have it in you, whatever you do, wherever you go... All you have to do is 'show' what you got..."
     - Amun Khot

Is There Someone Out There Who Knows?

Who knows another's past as if their own?
Who uncovers every mystery before it unfolds?
Who knows and thinks constantly about the present being a gift?
And who knows, for you and the world, what the "future" withholds?...

                                                              - Amun Khot

Open Your Eyes

Open your eyes to the world outside,
where the birds live under the sea.
Open your eyes to the world outside,
the realm of uncertainty.

Open your eyes to the world outside,
where there is no gravity.
Open your eyes to the world outside,
full of lifeless eternity.

...

If you can see what and how you want life to be,
you're living it correctly...

                               -Amun Khot

The Last Time The Sun Was Out

Tonight we ride the horse,
the horses of victory,
while light, to us, feels like,
ancient history.

When the last time the sun wan out,
it was even brighter than day,
and we were the only ones out,
out to play.

With the smell of my country,
and the sound of the drums,
we rode to the place,
the place of daily humdrum.

In the darkness of the nighttime,
we go searching for daylight,
where the night is the jailer,
and the day is a lost sailor...
                         
                        - Amun Khot