Friday, June 16, 2006

Wake up Lord, within me

Wake up, Lord, i know You're within me,
I want to feel Your presence, whole and completely.
The world looks down on me, but i've got You by my side,
Under Your wings i'm prepared for life's ride.

Take me Lord, high above in life,
Teach me Lord, to live through the strife.
The light of Your presence is shining like a star,
I can now live through any danger, any scar.

When i'm being swallowed by my fears,
My Lord is fighting away my tears..
When i'm not strong enough to hold myself,
My Lord, puts me back on the right shelf.

I feel stronger by just knowing you,
Day by day, You guide me through..
I can't see where my life will lead me,
But my faith in You has set me free.

No more worries, no more misery,
I live for you Lord,yes, completely.
I thank you Lord for everything that you've given,
Yes, everything that i do, is now God-driven.

Oh, I tell you, the ride is heavenly,
With the clouds and the wind blowing approvingly.
I smile with my heart,oh, it feels so light,
I know deep within, everything's alright.

I ride with my Lord everyday,
Wake up Lord, within me, I say.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Divided thoughts..

At first i laughed at the sarcasm portrayed,
Later, at my casual acceptance of the matter i was ashamed,
Now i realise i'm not the one who's dismayed...
Who is?

Mind of an anti-reservationist-->

Why God,are we divided when we are born?
Why God, are some looked upon with scorn?

At 3, i never cared whether my friends were OBC
With open arms i would have let them come to me.

At 18, i still feel the same..
Still there seems to be a nagging pain.
With my future on the line,
How can i not stand for what's mine?
I mean,i worked for it,i made everyone proud..
But yet,i did not make it through the crowd.
I've tagged myself as a failure
I'm lost in insecurity,depression and fear.
I thought i could make it big one day,
Now all my hopes are washed away..
After my breakdown,will there be a seat reserved for me?
For the mentally unstable,physically unwell & ill emotionally?
I'm so confused & i dont have the strength to fight,
Let the government do whatever they might!
Afterall someone loses out and it might as well be me,
I'm thinking-maybe this was'nt meant to be.
I know that i've had the best education i can ever get,
I know someone else's dreams of studying are now being met.
I'll move on,having faith in my education,
I' ll learn a new task without trepidation.
All i want to say is that all this concern for the OBC
is just making it convenient for them,according to me.
I can see that my loss is someone else's gain,
I guess i'll just become stronger after all the pain
I pray that God guides me through..
One day i'll rise up and be among you..

Mind of a pro-reservationist--

At 3,i was an OBC
At 18, i still am completely
I never had the platform to shine
How can i achieve something that was'nt regarded mine?
I am tagged from day 1
Limited for no reason under the sun..
I cant believe that it has to end this way,
For some-so that i can make my day.
You have no idea how much hope you've instilled in me.
I can even see myself earning for my family..
Although i feel that stealing your dream is a crime,
I'm not going to waste a second of my time.
I promise that i 'll work harder than you ever did,
I promise to educate every OBC kid
I will make sure that my caste is not an excuse
For my kids to take advantage of, and misuse.
I know
it must have been very tough for you,
I respect your anger,i really do.
I hope we will get this resolved one day,
For that to happen all i can say
Is that you have given me a future,a life, a dream..
Both of us together can make a good team.

Everyone needs a helping hand,
Something i have learnt to understand.

Reservation for OBC?

I was reading this magazine and i came across this slogan-
I hope you know about the government reserving 27 % seats for the OBC..or more!

"Dear pro-reservationists,politicians,police...
Kabhi na kabhi you have to come to us.
We have RESERVED the bluntest knives and the thickest needles for you."

A slogan that brings out the ugliness of anger.