Appreciation Note, For my Male Colleagues

 I wrote this one for the men in my department, on the occasion of international men's day.

'To all the professional men out there,
You make our work environment better.

To the problem solvers,
To the dabba openers, the chair offerers,
To the polite talkers (even in toughest of times),
To the advisors,
To the chocolate thieves & gifters,
To the gallant professionals.

We can't appreciate you enough
For showing strength & giving us courage to face challenges,
For staying back with us for resolving issues,
For accompanying us while we go back home late at night,
For being helpful colleagues, funny friends & kind bosses,
For sharing the last slices of the pizza,
For being responsible,
For being strong yet supportive,
For being Tough yet kind,
For bringing smile on our faces,
For making our lives easy,
For just being there,
Honestly, the list is endless..

We all adore & respect you,
For all that you always do,
A small note of Thank you!'

Happy International Men's day :)

-Karishma

Welcome Back to Office

Wrote the following poem for my team members while we were all coming back to office after the pandemic.

We got through the pandemic together,

With each one of us supporting one another.

The virus is still mutating around,

To help you fight the same we will follow precautions, profound.

It’s still exciting to get back to some degree of normal, 

Oh how lovely it will be to dress up in our formals.

Bringing back the contagious smiles on the floor,

The chai time conversations will be restored.

We understand that it will take time to adjust to the new reality,

To build even stronger teams this will be a great opportunity.

You will get to relive the joy of in person conversations,

& hopping to each other's desk for clarifications.

The person you are & the difference you make.

We are truly proud of the work you did so far,

For all you do,

We THANK YOU!

-Karishma

A Birthday Poem for Girl Best Friend

 Here I am talking about a mysterious girl of the women folk
Who gets crazy at times when she talks.

She is temperamental,
She is sentimental.

She has expectations,
She loves conversations. 

She is single,
Not yet ready to mingle. ;)

She hates pretenders,
Coz she is not an imposter!!

She hates cheap mentality,
N loves hospitality.

She is intellectual, & no doubt beautiful. J

Mind it..
If once hurt,
She’ll never forget.

Wishing a very happy birthday
To the only lady of her kind.
With a promise to always stand beside.
N will be with u everywhere every time.

May this propitious day bring a buoyant Mona Lisa smile.
On your face & may god’s solace fulfill your every morbid desire.

-Karishma

We were better as apes!

Violence, misery, anguish, tears, all around,
And we stare with eyes wide open, as if blind.

Do we care enough?

Teenage women growing up with aids,
who says that the struggle could stop now a days!

We were better as apes,
No exploitation no rapes!

‘God’ made her a woman,
It is her right to be treated as human!

Is she born a sinner?

Wearing colorful frocks herself,
She grew up trying on her mother’s make-up!

The innocence now remain lost,
Caring about the society she now silently bears assault!

You made her lose all the faith somehow.
Sincerity To you it wouldn’t matter and you don’t care anyhow.

Over the years the conflict has remained similar.
Whether “WOMAN” has “MAN” in it
Or “MAN” comes from “WOMAN”
Recognition is by the endeavor.

What’s kept in the name?

However everybody is busy playing the game of fame.
It is a matter of absolute shame!

Truth is now often overlooked by the constitution,
citizens are somehow busy promoting prostitution!

The need of the era is to be more proactive,
People are rather occupied in behaving reactive!

While bidding adieu, who will shed a tear from the eye?
No one really cares whether individuals live or die.

Do we care enough?
What is in the name?
Who will take the blame?

Not blaming anybody but self
Step up! Speak Out!

Out of guilt will spring curative actions,
May be THEN we will care enough!

..Because we are not apes,
we can certainly fight exploitation & rapes.

We were better as apes,
no exploitation no rapes!
no exploitation no rapes!

That splendid time!

What is this life if, full of care, 

We have no time to stand and stare.

That was the time,
 when speaking the truth was no crime,
we woke up every morning on a sweet chime.
 When pure hearts were in a line,
nobody hid beneath the wrap of that dirty slime!
 When the job of tricking others was not part-time,
genuine images reflected in the mime.
 When apple was just a fruit,
within our souls resided no brute!
 When mangoes grew in the backyard,
there was no need to swipe any card!
 When babies grew older on the lap of their mother,
there was not much to think and bother!
 The splendid time has now vanished,
carefree life is hence banished!

This is the time,
where forgery is at its best,
people can’t even care to rest.
 Where absurdity is in trend like since ages,
love is now found only on pages!
 Where factuality is utterly hidden under a filthy drape,
recognition of truth is impossible based on just shape !
  Where only gadgets reside on every lap,
quarrel among generations is in practice due the increasing gap!
 Where citizens are terrified to step out of their home,
for fear if facing what they know, hence choosing a life of a gnome!
 Where people are plagued by evil thoughts
they live far from themselves, feeling of togetherness they forgot!
 The splendid time has now vanished,
carefree life is hence banished!

-Karishma

Bas yaadein reh jaengi..

Dosto jab hum saath na honge tab,

Kon roz savere class k lie jagaya karega..

Kon choti choti baato pe treat maanga karega..

Kon surprise parties plan kiya karega..

Kon cake ko bina kaate hi cheen k kha jaaya karega..

Kon saath me shopping jaya karega..

Kon achhe-bhale naam ko bigaad ke chidaya karega..

Kon choti si baat ko bhi badha chada k bataya karega..

Kon nonstop bolne par bhi 'ankahi 'baatein samjh jaya karega..

Kon aansuo ko poch k hasaya karega..

Kon raato ko bhoot ki kahaniya suna ke daraya karega..

Kon khud darr jaane par bhi dusro ka mazak udaya karega..

Kon khud neend me hote hue bhi tumhe badbadate hue sun liya karega..

Kon boring gaane full volume pe chala k pakaya karega..

Kon raddi movies ki farzi tareef kar k dikhaya karega..

Kon maa-paa se pehle humare saare secrets jaan jaya karega..

Kon badi se badi pagalpanti me bhi saath diya karega..

Kon pen/pencil chura k uspe apna haq jataya karega..

Kon zara si baat pe bhi FB wall pe post ki dhamki diya karega..

Kon phone pe baat krte waqt shor machaya karega..

Kon mess me ek hi thali share kiya karega..

Kon aadhi raat ko uth k maggi banaya karega..

Dosto jab hum saath na honge toh kon hostel ko bhi ghar banaya karega..

Jab alag honge tab yaad aaegi badi..

Tab kon aise senti hone par bhi mazak udaya karega ?? :')

Stand for the cause

Corruption now-a-days became a sway,
Spreading in Politics and administration in an abrupt way.

Dreams of our late freedom fighters are terribly shattered,
The nation is now all bruised and battered.

Our constitution is the cause of mother India’s plight,
It’s now duty of the citizens to come forward and fight.

An ex-army man stood up for the cause,
His idea was to come up with a new clause.

In the ‘lokpal bill’ Anna hazare demanded changes,
From ‘jan lokpal bill’ the government had numerous grievances.

People compared Anna to aandhi,
Even tagged him as today’s Gandhi.

The government was not ready for any conclusion,
So Anna had to opt for the trail of annshan !

Behind this meticulously planned agitation,
Public supported with spontaneity and dedication.

Our self-absorbed government continued to stay obtuse,
But our protests proved the stringency of no use.

After losing on people’s parliament, 3 demands were accepted,
Anna’s agitation took suspension as agreed.

The movement will not stop by the condolence received,
We won’t rest till the desired Changes are achieved.

The jan lokpal bill will bring changes even in the suburb,
To corruption it will prove to b a curb.

In the war of People vs. parliament,
People scored well in the first inning.
This win is no end it’s just a beginning.

The cup that counts.

Surrounded by the oceans & mounts,
Our country owns the cup that counts.

We finally made peace with the past,
It’s now these memories that will last.

After 28 long years of drudgery,
We earned this victory.

Our challengers lost at every move they displayed,
But we still appreciate the game they played.

Behind every smile that is brightened,
Lies the drudging of our boys & Gary kristen.

Sachin & yuvi brought us the glory,
MSD again wrote a history.

Our team overcame all the cynicism,
Coz actually that shoves us to grow is criticism.

It’s also the love of the cheering crowd,
That the team gain enthuse & made us proud.

India bleed blue,
To cheer the men in blue.

We fasted, we prayed even painted our face,
Coz we believed it’ll increase India’s pace.

We choose to believe in every superstition,
Just to see our country in #1 position.

Now we own the cup after all the flounder,
We deserved it since long no wonder.

Surrounded by the oceans & the mounts,
Our country owns the cup that counts.

Why??

Why are people so selfish?
Why don’t they have a heart for others?

Why do some people lie?
Which seldom make others cry!!??

Why do they create trouble?
Why are they the reason behind every quarrel?

Why are they temperamental, &
Fool people who are sentimental.

Why do they play tricks so horrible?
That are not easily understandable.

Why are people so selfish?
Why don’t they have a heart for others?

Why do some people hide their cunningness?
Under the shades of naughtiness.

Why some people lack gratitude,
Why do they always show attitude?

Why do they increase expectations?
When they are not even interested in conversations!!

Why do they play with sentiments?
For mere compliments.

Why are people so selfish?
Why don’t they have a heart for others…?

-KARISHMA
(09-09-09)

Love at first sight

For some Love is life,

For some it’s a game,
Rests do it for fame.

I believe in love at first sight,
Coz I’ve loved my mother,
Since I opened my eyes.

Love is an eternal feeling,
It is a word with not easy meaning.

People say love is trash,
They believe its all about cash.

They say love is waste,
But I say it is not their taste.

Love is a feeling of heart,
All u need is to get a start.

Love is not any deal,
It’s a life time seal.

Love at first site is not decided in advance,
It just happens by chance.

True love is a feeling of pride,
It always stands by your side.

Sometimes love results in fight, but
It’s the best part of the beautiful delight.

Love gives u emotions u never knew u had!!
It makes you smile whenever you are sad.

Love is a gentle touch,
It caress too much.

Love never requires a season,
Neither u need a reason.

It is like Heaven, but it sometimes hurts like hell.
And in a short span of time love it self sets all well.

Sometimes love is easily demonstrated than defined,
True love is not what someone easily finds.

Love can’t be defined; it just sets you free,
It’s not easily found, it’s still a mystery.

-KARISHMA

I have learnt

I have learnt to live life on my own,

Because I came alone and I have to go back alone.

I have learnt from my mistakes,

One should not keep everything on stake.

I’ve learnt not to be good to everyone,

Coz people like to hurt u in return.

I have learnt that nobody is true,

Even friends may ditch u.

I have learnt that the heart always gets hurt,

It’s the brains that aptly work.

I have learnt to believe in myself & stand strong,

Wherever and whenever I am not wrong.

I have learnt not to run behind every wish,

Life is itself a beautiful gift to cherish.

I have learnt that people are there in your joy,

But with you nobody is ready to die/cry.

I have learnt that parents never actually criticize,

They just try to make our lives precise.

I have learnt to live life according to my priorities,

Without neglecting any of my responsibilities.

I have learnt to live on my own,

Because I came alone and I have to go back alone.

-Karishma

If i were you.

Love is not merely a war.
It’s not any rhythm to be played on guitar.
Love is an eternal feeling,
With not very easy meaning.

If I were you I wouldn’t be the same,
I would never play the shameful game.
The game is of love and appreciation,
From others I’ll never take such an inspiration.

I would love her from the start
Coz she is gonna be the piece of my heart.
To her only I will be loyal,
And will promise to keep her royal.

I would never let her faith in me fade away.
And will never let her go away.
I never want to loose the one I always wanted
I’ll never take her for granted.

It’s sometimes insolent,
When your behavior towards her is arrogant.
If I were u I would understand how the love of a girl feel.
I would treasure it with complete Zeal.

If I were you, I wouldn’t do
The things you do.
You do them all without knowing the insight,
They hurt her deep inside..!!

I can’t solve the mystery..!!
Don’t know y
U always considered it as your victory??
If I were u, I would always listen to her
And would know what could hurt.

But u r just a boy.
Don’t know why you take us as your toy!

She never wanted a cynic.
She have longed for a person who is romantic.

You never came up to her expectations.
You always played with her emotions.
You treated her as your personal possession,
You kept her under several boundations!!

Now she is gone,
She already waited patiently for long.

All the time you acted obdurate.
It’s not every time her duty to compensate.

Now it’s worthless to change.
She is not any offer to exchange.
A lot she tried,
Many a times she even cried!!

If I were you I would’ve kept her safe,
From my life I would’ve never let her escape.

If I were you, I would never do
The things you do.
The things you do.

-Karishma