tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4574172136636943112012-02-16T03:34:45.248-08:00An intolerable neural itchTarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457417213663694311.post-61656688328573737822010-01-27T12:38:00.001-08:002010-01-27T12:40:31.176-08:00the dinner goes great<br />and all seems well<br />unknown to me in the shadows<br />does a suitor dwell<br /><br />step back and quit<br />or should I hover<br />dubious characteristics<br />of a surreptitious lover<br /><br />forget it all ?<br />or share it with the muse!<br />win or no win<br />what do I lose?<br /><br />a decision taken<br />makes me deranged<br />her best choice<br />a marriage prearranged<br /><br />jindagi main hota hain<br />inshallah wahi<br />tu nahi<br />to teri dost hi sahi<br /><br />Non Literal Translation<br />(god willing is all<br />that happens in life<br />if not you<br />maybe your friend<br />as my wife ? :P<br />)<br /><br />the last para suggests<br />am an optimist core<br />but now I choose to close<br />a chapter in this lore<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/457417213663694311-6165668832857373782?l=psoriatickhaaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457417213663694311.post-84251322452419988702010-01-22T06:57:00.000-08:002011-05-29T19:41:36.723-07:00just another day<br />what the heck!<br />gotta goto an event<br />tuesday biotech<br /><br />middle of a talk<br />my mind goes slack<br />whos she<br />the girl in black<br /><br />go introduce<br />i tell myself<br />shy by nature<br />I need some help<br /><br />inch by inch<br />i shuffle my feet<br />garner guts<br />go up n greet<br /><br />impending vacation<br />month of a wait<br />might make things<br />a bit too late<br /><br />point of contact<br />is what i can use<br />add her on facebook<br />what do I lose<br /><br />msg by msg<br />line by line<br />a simple hello<br />builds a conversation divine<br /><br />ask her out<br />my roomies shout<br />a full two months<br />it takes me about<br /><br />she suggests<br />a classy place<br />wanna know more<br />just watch this space<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/457417213663694311-8425132245241998870?l=psoriatickhaaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457417213663694311.post-78240844158467719892008-08-07T19:35:00.000-07:002008-08-07T19:36:33.762-07:00So the other day, I went and met Peter Terry of the Boston Learning Center. In my application for employment for a few hours of pro bono work, I had to write a short essay on "Philisophy of education". The following is my submission<br /><br /><br />I look back and wonder where I would be if my family did not have the means or the resources to educate me. Would I be living in abject poverty? or would I be a little better off and be one one of those dropouts who became a millionaire? Upon analysis, I realise, education is not only a factor that influences a rags or riches story, but also has a lot more to it.<br /><br />Education does not mean appending a list of degrees to your name, but it is the practical application of learning which makes a person educated. Rationality, common sense and modern outlook are the results of an input called education. These things broaden your outlook, make differentiation by caste, creed, color or religion look passe, and open you up to a far greater good called humanity.<br /><br />The best thing anyone could do with education is spread it. Being literate and application of literacy for the benefit of the underpriviledged makes a person truly learned. It is one of this things which makes a homo sapien, a human being.<br /><br /><br />Dedications: To all those who tried to pull my leg over my intention to work for the BLC. I wish you more luck next time. Also, the people who turned up in boston and made my weekend enjoyable viz. Abhi, Ashish, Rohan, Sara. Thanks for coming here.<br /><br />Realisation: I still need to improve my writing / vocabulary and what not. I need to improve my english by atleast 50% more to be comprehensible.<br /><br />Saying of the day: Attitude, not aptitude, determines your altitude.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/457417213663694311-7824084415846771989?l=psoriatickhaaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457417213663694311.post-83648345706711920712008-07-26T14:35:00.000-07:002011-05-29T19:38:20.450-07:00Happy and in love<br />I am with you<br />life right now<br />is nothing but true.<br /><br />life goes on<br />and things go bad<br />times with you<br />were best I had<br /><br />the moments are gone<br />and does time fly<br />all I can do<br />is sit back and cry.<br /><br />how much i love<br /> realise one day<br />get her back<br />to myself I say<br /><br />I make an attempt<br />to set things right<br />earlier twas easy<br />now its a big fight.<br /><br />shudve acted fast<br />i feel like a retard<br />getting you back<br /> was a bit hard<br /><br />just this time<br />lucky was I<br />just one way<br /> does time fly<br /><br /><br />Saying of the day:<br /><br />bamb phate<br /> log mar gaye<br />koi gal nahin yaar<br /> pandhra aur paida hue<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/457417213663694311-8364834570671192071?l=psoriatickhaaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-457417213663694311.post-78940064046284648932008-07-22T18:02:00.000-07:002008-07-22T18:03:52.645-07:00early morning<br /> standing for the bus<br />reading in wall street<br /> the downfall of<br /> credit suisse<br /><br />bored by the news<br /> i glance around<br />stunned and dazed<br /> am stuck aground<br /><br />listen to music<br /> in her hand a book<br />there she stands<br /> with a desi look<br /><br />inch by inch<br /> i shuffle my feet<br />gathering guts<br /> to go up and greet<br /><br />word by word<br /> line by line<br />the hello becomes<br /> a conversation divine<br /><br />destiny shines<br /> the bus is late<br />for once in life<br /> dint bitch about the wait<br /><br />talking to strangers<br /> one of the arts<br />precisely how<br />a friendship starts<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/457417213663694311-7894006404628464893?l=psoriatickhaaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tarang Jatkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890556920778465905noreply@blogger.com3