The time after we break up

The time after we break up
i just love,
now i know
how much i love you.
The time after we break up

i just love,

now i know
what makes me incomplete.
The time after we break up
i just love,
now i know
memories do hurt......

life of an army personnel in a different perspective

Last night while sleeping I died...........( life of an army personnel in a different perspective).

Last night while sleeping I died...

or so it seemed,

Then I went to heaven.

But only in my dream. 

Up there my Record Keeper met me.

Standing at the Entry Gates,

He said, "I must check your record...

Please stand here and wait." 

He turned and said "Your record.

Is covered with terrible flaws,

On earth I see you rallied.

For every losing cause." 

I see that you drank rum,
smoked and killed too,
Fact is, you've done everything.
A good person should never do.

We can't have people like you up here....
Throughout your life all you did was hear,
You carried out orders without pausing to think.
You never asked for instructions in ink..

Then he read the last of my record.
And his eyes grew moist.
He took my hand gently and said,
"Come in.

'You stood in isolated places and shivered alone.
You left your kith, kin, hearth and home.
You come from an unresponsive, ungrateful nation.
You were denied your rights by every Pay Commission'.

He led me up to the Caretaker of Heaven...
"Take him in and treat him well,
He has served in the Indian Military...
He's done his time in Hell. "

(source: an email from a senior).

 Last night while sleeping I died...........( life of an army personnel in a different perspective).

Last night while sleeping I died...

or so it seemed,

Then I went to heaven.

But only in my dream. 

Up there my Record Keeper met me.

Standing at the Entry Gates,

He said, "I must check your record...

Please stand here and wait." 

He turned and said "Your record.

Is covered with terrible flaws,

On earth I see you rallied.

For every losing cause." 

I see that you drank rum,
smoked and killed too,
Fact is, you've done everything.
A good person should never do.

We can't have people like you up here....
Throughout your life all you did was hear,
You carried out orders without pausing to think.
You never asked for instructions in ink..

Then he read the last of my record.
And his eyes grew moist.
He took my hand gently and said,
"Come in.

'You stood in isolated places and shivered alone.
You left your kith, kin, hearth and home.
You come from an unresponsive, ungrateful nation.
You were denied your rights by every Pay Commission'.

He led me up to the Caretaker of Heaven...
"Take him in and treat him well,
He has served in the Indian Military...
He's done his time in Hell. "

(source: an email from a senior).

 Last night while sleeping I died...........( life of an army personnel in a different perspective).

Last night while sleeping I died...

or so it seemed,

Then I went to heaven.

But only in my dream. 

Up there my Record Keeper met me.

Standing at the Entry Gates,

He said, "I must check your record...

Please stand here and wait." 

He turned and said "Your record.

Is covered with terrible flaws,

On earth I see you rallied.

For every losing cause." 

I see that you drank rum,
smoked and killed too,
Fact is, you've done everything.
A good person should never do.

We can't have people like you up here....
Throughout your life all you did was hear,
You carried out orders without pausing to think.
You never asked for instructions in ink..

Then he read the last of my record.
And his eyes grew moist.
He took my hand gently and said,
"Come in.

'You stood in isolated places and shivered alone.
You left your kith, kin, hearth and home.
You come from an unresponsive, ungrateful nation.
You were denied your rights by every Pay Commission'.

He led me up to the Caretaker of Heaven...
"Take him in and treat him well,
He has served in the Indian Military...
He's done his time in Hell. "

(source: an email from a senior).

THE LOST CHILD

A little crowd on the city corner,
At any time is not a miracle.
But that crowd,
It’s quite apart from others.
A fair child was laying on the cloth
Layed on the road side.
Her face was burnt on one side
And one eye made blind.
A dark grey haired old woman
Weeping loudly, beating her own chest,
Raised her eyes towards the crowd begging
for Mercy and help.
She said “good speed, good speed”
See the child lost sight of an eye and one side of face burnt,
While begging from a house
A lady in the house poured hot water
This crucial and cruel action, resulted like this
For heaven’s sake help me.
To feed the baby and for treatment,
Coins threw the gathered persons.
The old woman was happy seeing the coins.
“Perhaps the child may be abducted or
Her parents abounded or sold out” roared
One in the crowd;
Admiring the fact as the man told.
Tears from the sky showered
Then the old woman and the child disappeared
Then the crowd too vanished.
But still the painful seen of the child
Remain in the heart of some.