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Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Break Announcement!

Exam Time Break till 11th December! Will be Back soon with Project100 and yet another surprise :D Stay tuned :) 

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Silent Truth!

Every journey has a destination to be reached,
Every sermon has a lesson to be preached;
In every quest there is something to be found,
In every prayer is the wish to be safe and sound.

In every test a result awaits,
In every death are wreaths and crates;
Not every inspiration is out of desperation,
Not every challenge is a test to aspiration.

In every lie, the truth is crushed,
In every adventure, adrenaline is rushed,
Every day has a right to test,
Every person has to put a problem to rest.

Every journey has an origin,
Every sermon has hearts to win,
In every quest there are twists & turns,
In every prayer, the heart yearns.
                                                                     ‘Silent truth’ By Suhaas Putta©



Monday, 18 November 2013

Take my breath away :)

Over the horizon of hope,
They rise, Your glistening eyes...
 Impresses everyone akin,
 Your glowing radiant skin...
 So much partiality, it’s unfair,
 You're blessed with silken hair...
 You play with the tempest and the fragile,
 You've got the best, a Smile...
 Great is your sense of maturity and gratitude,
 You're the perfect blend of ego and attitude...
 Talented, you are, and good at art,
 You're tender and loving with a kind heart...
 To praise you, come together, every rhythm and rhyme,
 You're rare and sophisticated, not dozen a dime...
 But what can I say? Baby, YOU TAKE MY BREATH AWAY!

                                                                              ‘Take my breath away’ By Suhaas Putta©

The ideal man!

On a bright sunny day,
To my garden, I made my way;
There, I sat on my chair,
And pondered on how life is unfair.

Many a day, I spent like this,
Many an opportunity, I did miss;
Oh! I miss those days of action,
Oh! I miss that stress and traction.

I thought of my younger days,
Those green fields, those bright sun rays;
Days before we went to war,
Rains came down, and thunder like Thor!

In the battlefield, we fought for people unknown,
As bullets came raining down, one was on his own;
People jumped around, with the heat of explosives,
Smiles of our families were our only incentives.

We killed, and got killed,
We were the sword, we were the shield;
We fought till we had the last man standing,
We won, but we ended up losing.

                                                               ‘On the Battlefield’ By Suhaas Putta©   




Sunday, 10 November 2013

The ideal Man!

Be the man that the world would love to be,
Be the change the world longs to see;
Be the thought that would let you free,
Be the feeling that leaves you eerie.

Let nothing in the world fear you,
Let no problem burden you;
Let no enemy harm you,
Be the one, the world looks up to.

Be the light that enlightens the path,
Be the one who withstands fury hell hath;
Be the adventurer, who treads new roads,
Be the one who admires the world, its odes.

Let no harm come your way,
Let no condition force you to stay away;
Let no tempest shake your life and make it sway,
Be the one, who wouldn’t for happiness or glory, but for courage pray.

Be the one, who stands up for justice,
Be the one, who hath no pride or prejudice;
Be the chance no one would want to miss,
Then, whoever you are, wherever you are, your life will be in bliss.
                                                                                           ‘The Ideal Man’ By Suhaas Putta©


Every child deserves a childhood!

To create something as tender as a child’s heart,
Could just be the result of the Almighty’s love for art.

One fine day,
An odd question strayed onto my mind’s bay;
‘If every child was so special,
Then why on certain, hardships god would marshal?’

Every child deserves a childhood,
Not to work and make a livelihood;
Every child deserves to dream and aspire,
Ooze out their imaginations and transpire.

Childhood is a transient phase of life,
Supposed to be as smooth as butter, not as prickly as a knife;
Once gone, childhood never returns,
No matter how much ever we try, no matter how much ever  our heart yearns.

So let us voice our concerns,
Let us ignite this fire and watch as it burns,
And hope, from this everybody learns.
                                     ‘Every Child deserves a childhood’  By Suhaas Putta.