Maktub

Haven’t written anything new for a while however, while going through some old stuff today.. found this page. some crazy lines written (typed-yes that type writer is still alive and kicking).  I was folded. The first fold said ;

* Warning ” Open with care”, You should be  responsible if anything happens”

I opened the folded paper and appreared couple of so called poems written in ( far from being grammatically correct) english. Anyway grammer has never been my forte ever. I used to write whatever sounded correct and even applied that logic while giving exams.

Now let me dare to share those poems which then did not make any sense, but today I know although words and grammar were not spot on however it did have some thinking.. feelings.. !!

Written sometime during my schooldays.. !!

Life!

Life is what?
A house with no roof
newspaper without any scoop,
but for a person who is fulfil
it’s like bread with tea.

Everyone don’t get the success
everyone not succeed
And if you want to do something,
something to achieve.
you have to loose something
something to leave.

So life is what?
A river not a stream
and this is a poem,
without any theme.
so keep guessing & laughing forever…
(gaurav)
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Why why why?
What what what?
so that’s makes you lie

But world knows everyone is not true
some talks from inside,
some from through.

( no problem if you can’t understand
the above lines as I also can not )

This makes me smile and proves I’ve always been insane. It aint no new phenomenon 😉