Physics Rhymes

Early to bed, early to rise,
To sing as a poem, is so sweet and nice.

Twinkle twinkle little star,
I don't wonder what you are,
refraction is the reason why,
you're like a diamond in the sky.

Jack and Jill, went up a hill, 

to fetch a pail of water.
Find the P.E, gained and lost, 

before they climb and after.

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall,
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,
If the wall was 10 feet tall,
find the speed just before the fall.

Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.
If one weighs a quarter, a full costs a dime,
how much would I gain, if you don't bargain?

Ringa Ringa roses,
pocket full of poises,
Inertia!! Inertia!!
We all fall down.

The end

It had been a long time since I started speaking about God. I spoke about God. I spoke about love and relationships. I spoke about heavens. I spoke about making earth a heaven. I was delighted to deliver ways to make the world a better place to live in. I had dreams, that were irresistible to change. Engines to design, poetry to philosophy, learning to teaching, the life had been changing. This blog is a great source of how I had changed myself over time. I always believed in these. 

Recognizing people around as an integral entity and not as toys to play around with. It's true that masses control lives. But, individually, humans are the most beautiful manifestation of diversified psychological abilities. God is the ultimate, they say. We created God. Architecture is amazing. We created it. Computers calculate at speeds unimaginable. We created them. Humanity is the best way to see how powerful nature is. And as you recognize it, being a human, you are far above nature to perceive it, thus going into the inception of the marvel. 

God is a conception created by such humans. Like computers, like automotives, like constructions and medicine, it is used. The better universe lies in the fact that you use it towards being a better human by heart. Religion is as misguiding as anything else. This weapon needs to be handled with utmost care, in cases like India. 

Youth is a very important phase of one's life. It's in how you create such youth that decides where your succeeding generation is going to end. I am glad my parents whipped me to study and end up in an NIT, thanks to the love story for helping me out of IIT, whatever happened was for good. I have learnt very important lessons at MANIT. For all the friends I gathered and all the life I learnt, and all the memories I built, they've been the best moments of my life. ROCKING AP and IBC have carved into being someone who is proud of himself and his actions today. 

I see myself to be matured and successful enough when I'm 21 whilst many youngsters are hardly falling in love the first time. I'm out of it. I can pretty much guess I would be claimed to age 30+ by anyone who meets me for the first time.
I am winding up this blog. The versatile Versifier is no more. I shall move on to the next one by March. It'll be operated on a Mac. 

Thanks to all the people around me for all your love. 

1. Avinash a.k.a ash. Without your selfish views and honest reviews, I will not be here. You're the best critic to me. THE BEST. The day you say I wrote well, I feel real fucking awesome. Welcome to the Golden Sands. Welcome to dxb. 

2. Vamsi bro, my soulmate, literally. If not for your (our) way to look at the world, I would have been blind forever. You bro, are that one guy I would sell my life for. 

3. Vivek Reddy Babai, thanks for everything. I know our views never match. Our ideas do. Our tastes never are the same, but you're the only one who competes with me. Thanks for the athesse concept, it's been the start of a revolution. 

4. Bhargava, bhaiyya, your night walks taught me that a friend is one with whom you can bitch about anything and everything. All that matters is being considerate. 

5. Anviti, Arnav and Diksha, you people are my favorite. The professionals who don't know their potential. Just waiting for the right chance to endow upon you, all the love you deserve. 

6. Last but not the least, Pallavi, you are the life of this blog. You coined the name. I'm sorry for the past. Some issues need to be solved the hard way. 

Thank you all for everything, thanks to the amazing readers who keep up my spirits. Thanks to me. 

Bye.

The fault in our stars

Every lie is not sweet to the conscience, nor is every truth bitter.
Every metal is not in gloomy luminescence, nor would every gold glitter.
Every camera shall not stare forever, beauty is in the blink of a shutter.
Every love shall not last forever, every heart shall stop to flutter.

Truth is bitter, the lie was sweet,
our memories did glitter, our ends shall not meet.

Every end is not a fairytale, every love shall not end in hate,
every rose may not turn out pale, every life has to obey it's fate.
Every thought shall not be towards you, every step shall not take me near,
every ship doesn't get the best crew, every pain won't you have to bear.

The tale has ended as you grew, the love has ended reminiscent.
The Sands have blurred my thoughts true, my steps had followed the scent.

Every kiss shall not be of romance , every hug shall not cure a heart.
Every Knight needs no Lance, every shield needs no dart.
Every memory cannot be in verse, every wish cannot hop the draft,
every hiss isn't a venom curse, every art is not brimmed with craft.

Such a fraternal kiss to end, hugs deserve a moist pillow,
such verses shall  no heart lend, such wishes can't wait for a willow.

The ship has drowned, the sun has sunk, the day has rested in the grave.
The owl has frowned, in the banyan trunk, for colors did hearts crave.
The owl is a memoir, that watches in dark, till the death will take,
it's not a choir, grievous to hark, for our own better sake.

Sleep my dear, sleep my heart, sleep for it's the end.
No more tear, none to part, no caring hand to tend.
It's all past, it's memories good, it's fate that had scars.
This is the last, the ink on wood, the fault in our stars.