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  Black like a brute It lies there mute When it talks in style It flashes bright smile It sings what they like It stops when they dislike It’s cared, it’s abused It’s shoved, it’s refused They call it an idiot box Around it the life baulks It predicts unpredictable weather And the future price of leather Some own more than one Yet some have none Wading infinite family moods And spectra of routes Say all at home The teli removes a vacuum The ladies like the soaps The males dismiss ‘em as dopes They love the losing sports Despite tons of ads it promotes The kids like the toons The old think it is a boon The young now dismiss it a doom! The small screen will definitely run. Or would it, perhaps it won't. Oh! descended the world of IT From Abacus to do some calculus It forged the way we work It destroyed a whole industry Of papers, files and file cabinets! It enlightened us, it enslaved us! It spewed out prints and glossies With such

Wake up Rohan, wake up; today you’ve a test! He eats up Calculus and Calorimeter in good jest, Chews on mundane axioms one, two unto five And belches theorems of geometry dead and alive. Rohan moves to school in nonstop research and reveries, Of his tutors with monstrous knowledge from mortuaries. Oh! Does his face turn turtle or purple? Of course not gentle As he taps, the electronic face spews out data that startle! He ponders o’er not so green a “Green Revolution”! He is rushed to the Pink City o’er the deep blue Ocean He learns of blue litmus that turn rancid with acid And suffers lessons on Yellow Fever and how things go placid ‘Rohaan’ calls the French Madam and goes on to grill On this and that and history of *Courville She checks her watch set on patterns o’ Conjugation And, yells to the class to take her petite translation The great India history is a funny story The boiling point of Hydrogen below Zero degree! Geography turns so dreary with

He kept to the shadows And walked across the meadows Head bent, belly spent Down the barn past the taunting primrose.   They say he’s a blackguard And that, all must be on guard! In the valley and the gully For he’s sure to slice us without regard!   It seems, he took the life In fishy circumstances, of his wife She’d pleaded ‘n’ even conceded In the end nothing got her off the strife.   ‘He’s crazed,’ they wail ‘Can’t be trusted’; ‘He should be in jail,’ None dare argue on this issue, They brand him ‘no good’ and there’s none to bail.   My neighbour says it isn’t fair For the man couldn’t hurt a hare ‘It’s a frame up they’d set up’ Now he’s hunted ‘n’ his kin is in despair.   They promptly sit on judgement On others’ pathetic predicament ‘A sacrilege!’ they cry and ‘the man has to pay!’ And then walk off for a nefarious commitment.   In the dark, silhouette foreplay The phantoms grin malicious and gay Their eyes glow red

Science and modern life are irretrievably interlinked. Today’s world is unthinkable minus science and technology. As we have stepped into the twenty first century, all our functions, our work procedures, our scope of entertainment- even our very existence are all highly influenced by modern science and technology. As we celebrate this year’s scientific day, let us examine the modern life and the progress we made thanks to science and technology. Ostensibly, science has been instrumental in the quantum leap in our development and has played pivotal role in giving us a comfortable life. If human creativity is one side of the coin responsible for what we are today, science has rendered a catalyst for change. The synergy has given our creativity a momentous spurt. As we gaze into the TV viewing a myriad of entertainment soaps or we surf on the internet getting a kaleidoscope of visual experience or we travel in a jet half way over the world we thank our scientists for making our life mor

Today we are proudly masquerading as free Indian, but we wouldn’t have got our freedom without the highly principled freedom fighters under the leadership of Mahatma Gandhi sacrificing their lives for a lofty goal. The Mahatma was a person who lived, persevered and died holding his principles high. Every year the whole nation remembers this great son of India. We feel proud to inherit his legacy. We do remember our Harshad Mehthas and shudder and cringe inwardly at the very thought that he was one of us. He did gain his momentous glory, but did it last? As we stand on the threshold of 21 st century, our priorities have become ‘high living and low thinking’. Our success is measured in our possessions, bank balances and the amount of dowry ‘Social Bigwigs’ pay. Successive compromises and incursion of western ideology have given a crushing blow to the Indian life style paved on integrity, instead we are seriously thinking of flouting principles and justifying! Bharath, the land of gr

Life has twists and turns and scores of surprises and shocks in store. For a person to have started a career in Hospitality services and ended up as an Admin. Manager in an Engineering Company is merely by chance may be a tall claim, but that is the truth. People like me will always be carried by the tides of twists and turns and face a lot of shocks. On the other hand, those with a scheme in front an ambition to fulfill will move in a single stream with a definite goal and destination.   But, what the hell!! Both get on with their lives with a moderate level of achievement. Well, that might depend on what you consider achievement. Even so, I feel my path is ok, because we don't need to be on guard and have any goals whatsoever. Also one doesn't have to be stuck to the same routine always. I for one enjoyed being a squeeky smart travel executive for the time I was employed thus. Then there was a longer stint as marketing / sales executive, which too gave me lots of thrill a