Changing times (part1)

A small little conversation can make you see how world changed in front of your open eyes...
now this particular conversation happened like a week ago and trust me..i was shocked plus laughed out loud..!

Saw my neighbour after like 3months..and the first thing,after saying a casual hi was,"where have you been?? you live by next wall and saying hi after like ages"..! she was pretty confused,maybe about,she had almost forgotten that I actually live in exactly the next home..well,after that zapped look,she humbely said,"hi di,how are you.." I replied in a scarcastic manner,"just living,was about to die,thank god you met today"..she laughed and said "yeah,i know,same here..god saved two precious lives today,lucky day for him,haan"...I was pretty impressed by the kind she replied..expecting a 6th standard girl,to be so strong with pun's,is pretty cool..

After a small conversation over this and that,she started telling about her school..she usual does share,whenevr she meets,those little,mischevious incidents about school,class,teachers and all..and i am always so interested in listening to her..gives me a kind of nostalgia about my school days..so..and as always,she came up with this funny thing and said.."di,you know(with that non-stop laughter),these days poor teachers have to make boys and girls sit separately first and then only she can start with her days work,warna koe ni padhta.." i was wondering,there was a time,when teachers used to make a girl and a boy sit together,so that they talk less and today,the opposite is manadotary,else nobody would let her teach.."time changes",that was the only remark i made....!!

(ok,she shared more stories,but i suppose,those arnt so apt to be posted here..;))

Questions

I don't believe in believing the empty beliefs,
it takes pain and a scratch to feel bit of relief.

Why are we bounded
Why are we always surrounded,
I know I ask a bit too much,
but then does anyone tell me a little more than only "this" much..

I pray to God,
I respect to pray,
I pray to respect
and prays back to pray,even when you all are far away..

I keep questioning,
i keep wondering,
i may dream a lot,
but then without dreams can anyone live for long.

A question arises,
not only from answers,
but questions arises,
every time I question for an answer..

Happy Birthday

They call it Happy Birthday,
they sing Happy Birthday,
they wish for a happy,Happy Birthday,
but is the birthday actually a Happy Birthday..!

You are happy,
you have your birthday.
You are sad,
because its "your" birthday..

Whats special,
whats wise,
its just a day,
called as Happy BirthDay..!

You get a year older,
you get a year substracted,
still you celebrate and is well behaved,
just because its your Happy Birthday..

Confusion

Confusion is killing,
killing of some choices,
choices are weird,
weird are the situation,
situation creates confusion,
hence,confusion is killing.

Confusion is thrilling,
thrilling are the decisions,
decisions are unpredictable,
unpredictable are the situations,
thus,confusion is thrilling.

Confusion is devastating,
devastating are the lives,
lives are to be lived high,
high are the expectations,
expectations creates rude situations,
perhaps,confusion is devastating.

Confusion is killing,
Confusion is thrilling,
before it ends on a confusing note,
let me conclude,its highly devastating.

Days

Few days are just too fresh,
few are just not good enough, like an unsolved mesh.
In mid of these,
few are just too dry,like no moon no star sky.

Few days are just too rough,
few are just not good enough,and are labelled tough.
In mid of these,
few are just too smooth,like hearing a nightingale's new tune.

Few days are just too high,
few are just not good enough,to even to try.
In mid of these,
few are just too low,like early morning watching a moaning crow.

Everyday is a different day,
previous day just fails to make,the next a perfect day..!!

Crossing's

We are spoilt for choices,by choice,but a real small,almost insignificant percentage of us,at the end of the day choose the best.we rather have to end up compromising in one way or the other..
after this abstract start,you must be wondering,what am i talking about.well to bring in peace for your brain nerves,i am talking about choosing the combination of subjects,followed by choice of our careers we want to pursue in our life.
on this blue planet of ours,there is an endless list of subjects one can study from and further endless kinds of jobs one can perform.but choosing the best as per one's ability is yet another important job,which in India is performed as a team work by parents,neighbours,relatives.we in India are exposed to just fixed sets of course's to study and yet another set of career options.and one's who try and break through these sets of routine,conclude on either of the two extremes,top on the list,or at the bottom,almost tagged,wasted.
though educational system in India is under renewal process,but to achieve that sale of newness,freshness,practicality and freedom to choose and pursue as per one's ability and not as per one's mark sheet,is yet far away to reach.
strong sessions of counseling is required at the school level,so that children get to know their strong,positive and negative abilities and they can choose subjects which will enable them to reach and achieve what they actually want to.and in the next step,comprehensive open house sessions should be present to choose subjects before we enter the university.majority of children,still in this age of technology,are forced to follow set patterns of educational and career paths lay ed down by their parents or others who seem to call themselves well wishers of the child,expect the child himself.
and further this mistake is enhanced by the lack of information about the requirements of skills to pursue a course in a university.
though this is a vast,wide topic to be discussed upon,along with the presence of long chains of chain reactions,but the only sane conclusion comes out of it is,before you choose your path,grab gallons and tonnes of information,so that there's no scope of regression on your last day of last breadth.