hey guys......

it has been a long time when i last visited this blog........well i was describing the way we celebrate the b'days of the people in our group.......but today i realished that this blog is not only for me or my gang but is for the whole B-2 batch.........so guys go on.......keeping on posting the incidents, pics, poems and anything that bring a change in your life after coming to JIIT......

HERE IS A SELF COMPOSED POEM WRITTEN BY ANUBHA TANEJA OF OUR BATCH......

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL

I want one day from my past,
Which has swept away so,so fast……

I want that one day when I saw the calmness of stars, so stunned,
And did not compare it with the brightness of the sun….

That one day,
When I could see the squirrels playing,
And feel the wind swaying……..

That one day,
When it rained, and I could breath the pleasant smell of soil,
And observed the fresh green grass, turning like a coil……..

That one day,
When tree tops seemed higher than the sun,
And the bees inside them having great fun………

That one day,
When I ran with the clouds,
And felt the rain drops in my mouth……

That one day,
When I saw a dog playing with a cat,
And the cat, with a rat……….

That one day,
When I had shear joy,
And could bring life even in a toy…….

That one day,
When I was only a kid,
But could still see things so, so big……

I want that sight of a child
Who can feel the day’s light even in the night,
Who can feel even a day, so mild……..

When things seem to be dead,
Yet a child can feel its breath…….

They see the flowers bloom, the tree grow,
And laugh at the dog wearing a bow………..

They feel the energy while lightening,
And enjoy the innocence while fighting……

They don’t stop if they fall while running,
And don’t fight in a way, so cunning………

They are pure, pleasant and true,
And do what they like; having future’s no clue….

I know I can’t get what has passed,
And changes that have occurred so fast…….

But I hope now, I am able to cherish these small beautiful things of life,
That were missed by me in this life’s strife……..

I wish I can sieve the fresh from the waste,
And move on in life, now a little slowly, without any haste……

I know I will get my childhood back,
By feeling every moment, whatever is left in my life’s stack.