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Tuesday, 29 May 2018
Desperate Times need desperate measures
Just remembered some lines from " The Ancient Mariner " coming out of a long forgotten past .
Imagine a group of people afloat on the sea , adrift without water and food for several days ! Their throats are parched and their hearts in their feet . Just try and occupy their mind space for a moment.
Then , suddenly , one of them spots a sail in the distance ( glimmer ofhope ) but is unable to communicate this to his companions - his throat being too dry and so
" .....he bit any arm and sucked the blood / And Cried " A Sail , A Sail ! "
Desperate times need desperate measures !
Goals
Friendship
What a perfect relationship #God offers
- #True #Friendship is similar if you view the details
Do as you want - we are always there for each other.
Love each other without any compulsion of meeting or connecting every day
But when we do it will be a continuation as if there was no gap
Always there for each other and
Either ones existence depends on the recognition by the other
The confidence that either one will respond when called on by the other
There is no criticism but only loving help whatever be the circumstances
There is always room for understanding and forgiveness
A poem I wrote on this subject - don't remember the impulse that caused it but wish to dedicate it to all my friends !
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Life was a barren desert
Till along came the Friend
That Oasis of cooling waters
Where every thirst could end
The One who listened
Shared all that was felt
In gratitude to whom
The very being knelt
When a friend leaves
And sails upon the Tide
There is an emptiness
Where only memories reside
Thoughts that haunt
Spectres of shared dreams
Reverberating in hollowness
Once the source of streams
Such is the mirage of life
That imagined future dear
Which fades into oblivion
As far as it is near
Vikaas Nafde May 2017
Friday, 11 May 2018
Song and Dance of Life
The March of Time ,
Sometimes Blank verse
Sometimes Rhyme
Rhythm and metre
Is within our choosing
Pacing it out well makes
For Winning or Losing !
Can go on till we are breathing
Filling out the history of ages
Only thing we can't control is
What will be the number of pages
So my friends Be quick to compose
Create , Daily , your 'top of the chart'
Dance to the symphonies and the beat
Do everything with a Happy Heart !
Choreograph it for a group
Or for a solo dance
Make use of the Stage you are given
Till you physically have the chance.
This Daily soap is full of excitement
Highs and lows are all contained
In your strides they must be taken
Happiness , at all costs , must be maintained
Vikaas Nafde 12th May 2018
Kathmandu , Nepal




