hi friends,
Well the reason as to why i have created a blog is not very clear to me.I might quit writting this blog within few days.Life of an I.A.S aspirant is not really interesting and anyother I.A.S aspirant would vouch for that.In this jouney i donot promise any exciting incidents nor any latest gossips nor any extra-ordinary vocab.I am just another girl with just too many dreams.My day begins with geograhy map work and ends with mugging up the leaders of the Indian Independence Movement.
In the following few lines i have tried to sum up my journey from who i was to who i am today.Hope that my friends like it-
Who i am,
relates to Who i was.
The journey began when,
14 year old i was.
A FAILURE of life,
A tragedy i was,
Miseries surrounded me,
An unwanted being i was.
Two years passed by,
New school and friends then i got.
Worked hard for my dream,
And lo! an achiever now i was.
Two years passed by,
Now a college girl i was,
"Happy go, lucky type"
"MISS FRESHER" now i was.
First year of college seem to be a boon,
Though not the topper,second rank holder i was,
Many crushes i had,
Luckily then,not so serious i was.
An year then passed,metamorphosis began,
For something i suppose,a little serious i was.
Sipped the vodka in december night,
Me and my friends started enjoying life.
TOPPER i became,studious as i was,
Politics did interest me,but not a cabinet member i was.
Second year of college,
finally ended with a blast.
Third year came,supersenior now i was,
Political economy did interest me,now a GOLD MEDALIST i was.
Concerned about my career,
A bit professional i was.
Brought about the 'T.V Revolution'
A leader i was.
Received a warm farwewell,
"MISS INTELLECTUAL" now i was.
Music began to play when a graduate i was,
Emotion took me away from what actually i was,
Happy though i was,
Little did i know,it will not long last.
Lost the battle of my dream,
A LOSER i was,
Happiness and glory abandoned me,
so shattered i was.
Who i was,
Leads to who i am,
Neither a 'lucky go happy type'
nor so emotional now i am.
Still looking for words ,
to describe who i am,
Searching for identity ,
A DREAMER now i am.
The fight gets tougher,
The struggle still continues,
I will get through ,
An OPTIMIST as i am!!
13 comments:
just a line....
quite a good poet u r!!!!!
damn good man...awesome!!!!!!!!
u r consistently get with ur poetry....keep it up...i m ur fan!!!
awsum! simply awsum!!!!!
u deserve a hug for dis.....wait till i meet u in nov!
keep up the gud work. i'll be waitin for more.
thanx a lot namrata for ur comment.
hey thanx suruchi :)
soonaaamm...thanx...i m waiting..
hey swati a really gud n original one..dis is xactly who u r!! u missd writin "options" nd vodka?? ... i didnt knew dat u also did try dis...too bad haan ill tell ur pa if u try it again!;)
vandana beta u dont talk about vodka..u have become a habitual drinker..anyways thanx 4 the comment!!
hey thanx a lot miss. swati for visiting the Mavericks Space and appreciating "I"...ur "Who I Am" is also very well written,though there's one thing i didn't understand "Life of an I.A.S. aspirant is really not interesting"...is that so???
Ur Who I Am suggests of an interesting journey with ups and downs in it.
Thanx Mr. parth for ur comment..well the intersting journey that u are talking is not really related to i.a.s.its a journey since i was 14 year old.but certainly there is a different kinda life that unfolds in the course of preparation.modern history teaches me that freedom fighters fought for the country because they had to and inspires me to do the same,geography takes me to new places which i otherwise i would never have visited,and indian polity makes me feel a part of the administration even though i m not in service.
This one is superb..So many emotions in just one poem...and it sums up your life too...a big fan of yours now I am :)
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