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Because You Live Only Once!

Posted: March 31, 2014 by CampusWriting in Contest, Writes...
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ContestAll the time that I lived as a child,I had always heard the grownups talk of the blemishes of a youth’s life.With the media flashing news of juvenile delinquencies,the battling discussions of frowned faces needed no further encouragement,and I too was easily convinced into believing them,mostly due to the sheer absence of interest and knowledge.I had portrayed a gray,dull vision of the post teen days where one should be at his peak awareness.Today,when this vision materializes,the shades of gray fades away and I see enough reasons to relax the frown on the face.Not that I deny the shenanigans, but in my positive perspective, I see the vigor of the young can do more good than harm as and when he learns to master his emotions.And once he realizes this, he really can achieve something,for which good doesn’t even begin to describe it.

The depressing fact is that majority of the crowd is absorbed by malignant thoughts and learns to live life with resignations. Frustrated and perturbed with career or family issues,relationships and rest,most of us rather sought the easier escape.This gives way to drugs or alcohols washing through the system so instantly that one feels the earth’s gravity grow stronger by the second,trying to drag the body through the air.We fail to acknowledge that hurdles,which we may face, is purely meant for ones betterment and efficacy.Bigger our ambitions bigger will be the issues.If we choose to merely exist,we will have to deal with lesser issues,but if we wish to live a life worthy our potential we should expect bigger hardships.And this hardship can be made less difficult to ones who hold the zeal in their hearts.If you want something in life,want it like crazy! As if you are almost deafened by the echo of its thought in your head.There’s never a easy way to the top,and th ose who made it to the top,didn’t make it easy.Complications can never be avoided and is a part and parcel of every sphere of life. Also in the matters of heart!

Shakespeare said ‘Journeys ends in lovers meeting’. Even when I haven’t experienced anything remotely close to that,I am more than willing to believe everything written about love to be true.However,deeply saddened I am by how love has recently take new shapes.Unlike those romantic period when love was preached as pure and divine;those whose luck kissed by love were envied, today, are rather seen as its victims, where one or both end up wounded. The complicated ways of living love has trivialized the worthy words of Shakespeare and others, who ever believed in the idea of love.For some,love has lost its existence in the busy schedules and social obligations while for those who are consumed by fatal attraction,it has damaged things beyond repair. In either of the two or any other cases similar,we have disregarded our relations.We hover between anger and remorse and just end up living a major relationship with a bottle of wine.I am afraid emotional drama is a key attribute. Of course,living a life without emotions is living like a machine counting days till death.But letting in emotional drama,doubt and expectations grow like weed in a stagnant relationship could be quite intimidating.

What one should always bear in mind is that its all lies in the heart of the person,the one who can make the painstaking efforts to salvage the situation.And everything starts today.Today is a providential gift,the second chance.Not everyone who went to sleep last night woke up this morning.The fact that you did means you are worthy of another ‘today’.Try to fulfill the unfulfilled and compensate for anything lost.Go see and catch up with the ones who means the world to you and drown your differences,if any, in streaming hot cup of coffee to start afresh.Like what Bon Jovi correctly meant,

Its my life, its now or never.
I ain’t gonna life forever.
I just wanna live while I’m alive…

Mitali Bharali

LNMIIT, Jaipur

mitali11space@gmail.com

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Ascetic Rummage

Posted: March 30, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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With all of this world’s pace today, many of us feel left out. Even with all the money we make, even with all the privileges we get, we feel resentful by the time we go to sleep – a feeling which doesn’t satisfy the very purpose and existence of life. Why is it so? Why are the feelings of restlessness, emptiness, isolation, the fear of being abandoned is replaced be a belief of God?

So many people I personally know have taken onto asomatous apprenticeship that sometimes it makes me wonder, if at all we are able to elicit anything on our own. I’m not generalizing, nor throwing any bad light upon any spiritual bouquet but we have become very at home with running towards someone else for help, always.

Many organizations I know, have constantly stressed at one point – that we must start cultivating a habit of undoubting the omnipresence of The Lord. I’m not an atheist, nor am I a priest. I’m a human, who believes that if you practice well being, it will be reverberated back to you.

They headline the fact of God, into us, which is not something they’re supposed to do, because that relationship we have with Him is so pure and personal that the thought of even commercializing it, demeans the intimate receptivity between the two.

They cannot instill thoughts in us to like God, or believe in God because frankly that’s such a personal and privy decision. It’s unfair that it is those money seeking corporates who dictate our spiritual journey. It is flawed fundamentally to such a large extent that it’s not even funny.

I feel that, we must believe in His Infinite Spirit because we want to, and not because we must. And that feeling should come from within us, not from those traders of religion. I strongly give credence to the point that we all must be God Loving and not God Fearing. Because then it is, when we seek His nourishment.

You’re not happy because of God, you’re not sad because of God. You are feeling emotions, which are self-inflicted. Neither can we blame Him for our miseries, nor can we thank Him for our joys. We can just work towards bettering and believing in the relationship we have with that Absolute Being, not for any sort of reward or fruit, but for the sheer bliss and positivity it brings along with it.

Devesh Baheti

Institute of Aeronautical Engineering

deveshbaheti84@gmail.com

Mann ye Bawra…

Posted: March 29, 2014 by CampusWriting in Hindi Write-ups, Writes...
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बावरा हुआ रे मन ये बावरा हुआ . . 
अपनी ही धुन में मन मेरा ये बावरा हुआ . . 

मेरे दर की हर दहलीज़ को ये लाँघता चला . . 
कुछ टेढ़े-मेढ़े रस्तों पर . . 
. . . कभी इस डगर कभी उस डगर . . 
. . . . . . या कोई सपनों का शहर , तलाशने चला . . 
बावरा हुआ रे मन ये बावरा हुआ . . 

बाधाओं की लकीर को मिटाता चला . . 
न जाने किस दिशा की ओर . . 
. . . हर बात की फ़िकर को छोड़ . . 
. . . . . . रहा न मेरा इसपे ज़ोर , ये चलता चला . . 
बावरा हुआ रे मन ये बावरा हुआ . . 
अपनी ही धुन में मन मेरा ये बावरा हुआ . . !!

Sugandh Jha

sugandh_passionate@yahoo.com

Pita

Posted: March 28, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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For Paa. 

“You are the best thing of my life”

Jab Duniya Me Mai Aaya,

Papa Ne Ungli Pakad Chalna Sikhaya,

Jab Pehla Kadam Bhi Na Aata Tha

Tab Good Me Utha Sansar Dhikhlaya.

Her Mushkil Me Ban Mera Saya,

Dost Ban Mujhko Samjhaya,

Jivan Kaise Jeena Hai,

Ye Papa Ne Batlaya.

Jivan ke Her Sukh- Dukh Sahke,

Pita Ka Farz Hai Nibhaya,

Meri Her chhoti – Badi Khushiyo K Liye

Apne Sukh Ko Hai Bhulaya.

Papa Aap He Meri Duniya Mera Pyar Ho,

Maa Ka Suhag Aur Mera Abhiman Ho,

Is Chhote se Parinde Ka Bada Aasman Ho,

Aap Swayam Parmatma Ka Avtar Ho.

Papa Aap Aupdarshit Annat Pyar Hai,

Aapse He Roti, Kapda aur Makan Hai,

Aapka He To Mere Sir Pe Haat Hai,

Aapke Bina Mera Jeevan Anaath Hai.

Aapse He Hai Sab Kuch Paya,

Aapne He, Mujhe Bada Banaya,

Aapko Krta Hun Mai Naman

Aap Ho To Mera Jeevan Hai Safal.

Vishav Me Kisi Bhi Devta Ka Asthan Duja Hai,

Papa Aap Ke Sewa He Sabse Badi Pooja Hai.

LOVE YOU DAD.

I MISS U.

Anand Dubey

F.I.M.T. IP University, New Delhi

anandkr.dubey@outlook.com

A walk without You

Posted: March 27, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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I have been walking continuously
Since the moment you walked away from me
I walk alone all the time though
It feels like you are accompanying me
Without you, yet with your memories
You make me not to feel lonely

I keep walking irrespective of day and night
On the day time your shadow walks along
Sometimes leading me, some other time it just follows
At night your smile showers on me
Like the moonlight in the dark sky
Enlightening me all through the journey

I take a pause often and sit for rest
Even there you sit beside me
I try to recall the destinations
That I have crossed so far
But I can remember nothing
Except you standing in all those stations

Tell me, What is this walk for??
To search for myself
Yes, I have lost myself in your love
You have stolen all those I had owned
My life, my dreams, my soul and everything
In search of those I have been walking

Lahari MH

BVBCET, Hubli, Karnataka

Maa ki yaad

Posted: March 26, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Bhar jati aakhaon me aasu jb yaad maa teri aati hai .
Na kat te pl bhar bhi jb wo teri bichdi yaade is dil ko chu jati hai .
bachpan me jo tune pyar dular kiya.jb aata hm pr koi sankat tb
tune hi hme apne aanchal me chipa liya.wo kala tika mastik pr
ankit kr tune is dunia me hme kali najro se bacha liya…

Bhar jati aakhaon me aasu jb yaad maa teri aati hai .
Na kat te pl bhar bhi jb wo teri bichadi yaade is dil ko chu jati hai .
Hey maa ghumi maine dunia sari phir bhi na koi aisa yaar
mila,jis se mil sake mughe aisa pyar na yahan aur na hi is
sansaar ne diya.

Bhar jati aakhaon me aasu jb yaad maa teri aati hai .
Na kat te pl bhar bhi jb teri wo teri bichadi yaade is dil ko chu jati hai…

Amit Kumar

BBDNITM Lucknow

BATTLEZONE

Posted: March 24, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Right in the middle of an absolutely ordinary day, a thousand questions hit my mind simultaneously like arrows on a dartboard.. and my state of utopia suddenly dissolves into a cosmos of chaos and confusion.

Every single day is like a battle ahead.. an inevitable warzone.
You HAVE to step in, shed blood, scream, cry, run for your life, defend your morals, surpass the zillion obstacles that test your righteousness, and reach the finish line. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose and most of the times, you don’t know what happened. You shut your eyes, block the images from the wearing day and prepare yourself for another battle the next day. 
But at the end of the day, what matters most is neither the blood nor the tears, it is the lesson you learnt. There is victory and failure, screams of joy and wails of pain, appreciation and humiliation, struggles and hardships, friends and enemies, and most importantly, life and death.

You need strategy. You need courage. You need to know right from wrong.
Every battle is your chance to make your mark, to get yourself known, to create a permanent impression – because you never know, maybe tomorrow’s battle is too hard to fight.
Remember, History doesn’t remember soldiers who died worthless deaths, but martyrs are always cherished.

Be brave, be strong
Be righteous, do no wrong.
The world will try to bring you down
Because it’s a battle to win the crown.
Do not give up, come what may
Even if success seems far at bay,
because every step takes you closer
to the place where clouds of victory hover.
It’s a battle to thrive
and only the fittest shall survive.

Nayanika Chatterjee

KIIT University

CREATE

Posted: March 23, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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LIFE keeps on….
It is a FLUID
But YOU can sustain….
You are a SOLID

Here is the truth..
SITUATION NEVER CHANGES..

YOU LIVE
YOU LOVE
YOU CRY
YOU LOSE
YOU BLEED
YOU SCREAM
YOU LEARN
&
When you LEARN,
You CREATE….
Think You are a tree..
&
Each of these boxes are filled with unending energy…

Take that energy out of yourself….
THINK,
IMAGINE,
DESTROY
&
CREATE…

Rajat Ranjan

NIFT Bhubaneswar

The reason I Love you

Posted: March 22, 2014 by CampusWriting in Writes...
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Ohh baby, all I know now,

I have my heart, in my body,

But it is yours, It was yours,

And it will always be yours.

Coz in my dream

Or in my real world

You are there,

As my sorrow and joy

In every single wish, of my silent prayer.

In every deep breath, I took

In every single thing, I thought

In rising stars, I have seen

Even in the scars, l had given.

 

Coz like a guide of my love,

You stood by forever,

You the one for I would run,

As Your beauty lays,

In every lining of the sun

In every word, I utter,

In every shining thing, that glitter,

In every feel, of my poem,

Even in this rhyme, as a lame.

 

Coz loving you was never an option,

Coz seeing you smiles is never a caution,

Coz the feeling I got was always true,

Coz those butterfly in you, was always new,

Coz every sunset was like a loving one,

Coz I always fall for your tone,

Coz you made me myself,

Coz you live in me,

Coz every single dream I have ever seen was with you,

That is the reason I Love you…

Sovik Ranjan Mishra


Here in this poem ,poet wants to say…

every bank of river can not be ur bank that can buy ur desired dreams ….
you have to work hard to get your final destination……!!

Let see how many of you reach …

कल जब हवाओं ने साथ न दिया ,तो मैंने फिजा से पूछा
ऐ जिंदगी बता तेरी रजा क्या है ??
इस तरह जीने मे मजा क्या है ??
तब जिंदगी ने जवाब दिया —
अगर तू सिर्फ जीने की ख्वाईश रखता है ,
अगर तू हर किनारे को अपना साहिल समझता है ,
समझता है ,प्रतिभा की हर आराइश सिर्फ तुझमे है ,
आ चुका है तू ,हर छितिज के पार ,
लक्ष्य भेद सकता है तेरा हर वार,
तो समझ ले एक मृगतृसना का मोहताज है तू ,
एक गूंगी सी आवाज है तू,
जो न समझ पाया ,उसी से अंजान है तू 
निकाल पड़ा है तू ,एक अनजाने से सफर पर 
एक सफर जिसकी कोई मंजिल नही, 
एक कश्ती जिसका कोई साहिल नही ।

फिर मैंने कहा …..
समझा चुका हूँ मैं अब –
हर किनारा साहिल नही होता ,
अभी प्रतिभा की हर आराइश को पाना है
हर छितिज के पार जाना है 
इस सोने को तप कर कुन्दन बन जाना है 
वैसे भी हर वार कों कहाँ लक्ष्य भेद पाना है ??
वैसे भी हर वार कों कहाँ लक्ष्य भेद पाना है ??

Vishal Maurya

Zakir Husain Delhi College , DU

vishal18995@gmail.com