Conundrum Of Life ...

They say life is a conundrum,
So please help me in it being defined.
The more i try to solve it,
More the imbroglio catches me before trying.

May be i need an anodyne,
to help me appease my confused mind.
One day i feel on top of the world,
Next day i've fallen right behind.
Sometimes i think i cerebrate too much,
May be that leads to me writing on these lines.

So far my life has been a bricolage,
coz' the ride has solely been a carpe diem.
I hope the nidus of commonsense in this brain of mine,
helps me get over this grind.
Ab initio i have been a hedonist,
but the transformation train to
becoming an ascetic is running on the line.

These machiavellian ways of people,
have always kept me thinking twice.
Oh! ,this so called poem is about to end
and i guess the conundrum of life is something
that cannot be defined.
abhinav
( 8th july'06 )

LIFE , FOOTBALL , INDIA ! ! ! !

Life is football or football is life,
that i can't really decide and
I'll better leave that up to you to surmise.
It only takes a few minutes for people
to realize,
that patriotism in their hearts is kicking
and alive.

One goal is his "Renaissance",
for yesterday he was called a "Has been".
As Zidane soars and Ronaldinho mourns,
frenzy is there for all to see with our eyes.

Now i feel that life isn't fair,
as i watch greatest of players disappear,
Fire in their hearts is still burning alive,
but their chance to perform has come and gone by.

players stake their claim at immortality,
by divulging to us their innate talent on field.
They want to be named along with
" PELE and MARADONA"
And the stage called world cup is for all to see.

Being in india i watch live games at midnight
and catapult with joy as other nations rejoice !
Conscientiously i feel sorry for Brazil
and Argentina,
But my biggest regret is Indian team missing
from the arena.
I hope one day our team will be playing real high
and winning the world cup is a dream we'll realize.
Meanwhile,
It's 2:30 at night and match is finished,
So i'd better go and get a good sleep at night.
In my sleep i dreamt of playing for my country,
Was about to score a goal but it turned out otherwise.
It felt like a red card but soon i realize ,
that it was mommy waking me up at 11:05.

abhinav
2:00 a.m ,7th july'06

My Dad's Words

The day was warm ,the night is warmer.
I stare at the sky,dumbfounded as usual,
Once again i feel i'm at the nadir of my life.
I've failed again in my mission, altough i tried.
I know that i gave it my best shot and that's right.

The starry sky seems blurred ,as i start weeping.
My strength vanishes and numbness arrives,
I'm about to decide how to end this life,
but suddenly those words spring to my mind .
Those words of my dad that he once said to me,
" You win some,You loose some,But You live,
and You live to fight another day ".

Suddenly i feel the adrenaline running up my spine and
i get up again as all the fear goes behind.
I say to myself that i'm gonna give it one more
try and try harder to get my life back on the line.
My Dad's words are all that i have , while passing
through the trials and tribulations of my life.

abhinav
1:17 a.m. (6th july'06)