Phoenix: Prose

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Apr 30, 2011

In Remembrance of Our Dear Friends

There were times when our strength failed,

When we complained, 'We can't',

When we felt life's burden heavy.

But your warm and sooting touch,

Your kind words that meant so much,

And your confident eyes which said 'You Can',

Did recharge our spent spirits.

Thus you made us feel wanted and loved

And helped us discover how much we counted.

But when we parted - eyes filled, hearts outpouring,

We could just sound a sigh

And you only said 'Good Bye'.

Even now it rings in our ears

Inspite of the fraction of year-

A word that refuses to die,

That unforgettable 'good bye'.

Rikita Jindal
Neha Seehra

Divya Agrawal

Urmila Sunda

Sunny Yadav

Batch 2005

Lokesh Meena
Ramkesh
Batch 2006

Friends of A Lifetime !

Somewhere down time, on a busy day,

I made good friends; who are to stay.

The six of them I VALUE so much,

Only death will take them from me, away.

TOLERANCE, doctors' my blood down cool,

Ensuring I make not me; a fool.

"Not all will think the way you think" he says,

"Bear in mind this; a Golden rule".

Lord JUSTICE, who courts a balanced mind,

Gives me his counsel; wise & kind,

"Treat all men & women on their merits & deeds,

And protect the innocent & weak; of mankind."

TRUTH & HONESTY are cousins close,

More than friends they appear to be my foes,

They're checking me every single hour,

Keeping me alert & on my toes.

And PATIENCE is a funny guy.

He always tells me "Please stand by.

No point in jumping here & there,

You'll end up broken; wanting to cry"

Of all; my love for LOVE, Stands apart,

He's taught me, caring & sharing is smart,

I surrender to him 'cause that's what he says,

"It pays to have a Golden Heart"

Life is a passage; a day or two,

Such friends will keep on telling you.

In sorrow or in gay; alike,

"Don't worry. We'll stay to see you through"

Neha Garg

Batch 2005

Arz hai...

Dr. Asha Mathur

Professor

Deptt. Of Pathology

Do you know the recipe for a perfect lifestyle?

In this world full of sorrow,
Where no one knows of tomorrow.
Where troubles await in large rows,
With less of friends & more of foes.
The only thing we can do,
Is to face what is true!
A smile on the face is what we chiefly need,
Cheers & laughter are very good indeed.
If times are bad, courageously hope.
Await the better, don't give up hope.
With this attitude, a day will come,
You will be what you want to become.

"STOP EXISTING, START LIVING"

This is the recipe of a perfect lifestyle.
Let it happen, whatever happens.

SMILE! SMILE! SMILE!

Anita Dhayal

Batch 2006

बेटियाँ

Lovely Jethwani

Batch 2005

The Last Toast

Raising the toast last,

to all, that happened in the past,

The tumbler's been rested,

and the euphoria which had nested,

in the circuits crazy, & breaths bated;

for times quite long; has evaporated.

The hangover too, has passed away,

Things are clear, all along the way.

Raising the toast last,

to the times we staged a blast,

We loved, cared & rocked,

We fought, cried & hugged.

It was so memorable, beautiful;

It was good but, not wonderful.

The memories've been put down.

Even though you're in the town,

the world seems clearer,

fine, in place, and equally messier.

Raising the toast last,

to the life- impending & vast.

Future beckons me & you,

Step we must into it & give it its due.

Different, let be the path,

After all, different souls we hath.

Neither made-for-each-other,

nor enemies or arch-rivals or haters.

It's the toast last, as our souls

depart, disperse & roll

away into unknown terrains.

Searching for the remains?

No, there's no time & use

to cherish, or rant or rumble or muse.

Today, a new robe our relation wore;

Of friends; Yeah, the love one I tore.

Sorry, but

the tumbler has been rested,

and the euphoria has evaporated.

Still,

There's one thing I am proud to boast,

It was I who took the charge to raise the last toast.

...To raise the last toast.

Telly Jain

Batch 2005

मच्छर चालीसा

Indra

Batch 2005

चाहत

Tanuja Trivedi

Batch 2004

Life's Accountancy

What comes I debit ......

What goes I credit
My birth is my opening stock
My ideas are my assets
My views are my liabilities

Happiness is my profit
Sorrow is my loss
Soul is my good will
Heart is my fixed asset
Duties are my outstanding expenses
Hard work is my prepaid expenses
Friendship is my hidden adjustment
Character is my Capital
Bad things I always depreciate
Good things I always appreciate
Knowledge is my investment
Patience is my interest
My mind is bank balance
Thinking is my current account
Behavior is my journal entry
Aim is to totally 'Balance the Sheet'
Death is my closing stock...

Charu Garg

Batch 2006

मेरा भारत देश

Jeevika Kataria

Batch 2005

अश्क

Vinod Kumawat

Batch 2004

I Wish I Was A Fetus

I wish I was a fetus
I never would be bored,
Sitting in my uterus
Swingin' on my cord.
To worry the obstetricians
I'd be a proper beast,
I'd change position on the hour
-Transverse, oblique, then breech!
To student midwives, I'd present
A mystifying case
I'd hide myself in the os
& leave an empty space.
I'd tie my cord into a knot
& wave it through the cervix
I'd give the mid-wives such a shock
-& laugh off all my vernix!
And when my membranes rupture
I'd be a right ol' pest
Presenting large diameters
I'd transversely arrest.
I'd tell my pal placenta
To get himself detached.
To theatre then the lot of us,
would pronto be dispatched!
And when they start to Caesar
I'd laugh & think "Ti-Hi"
When no one else is looking,
I'd come vaginally!!

Aditi Mittal

Batch 2004

कहाँ जाओगे ...?

Neha Meena

Batch 2004

Is Mankind Kind ?

Is Human Humane ?

The blaze of the sun shines out tonight,
Brightness is dark, darkness is bright
The dumb can sing, the blind can write,
Sadness' joy will reach its height.

Truth has exhausted-the earth is at loss
Love & peace ? Hate will toss.
Gone are those days-rejoices no more.
For man is here for his destruction's chore.

Many an invention he has made.
Many a milestones he has laid.
But the scars will always remain.
Is mankind kind ? Is human humane ?

Since the day he set foot upon the earth.
Much to the unsolved & unknown's mirth.
He robbed & killed, but created.
A hated position for himself, he negotiated.

A tight situation for everyone he brought,
The whole world was his, that's what he thought
"Earth is the place where humans dwell"
But nothing remains-no fragrance to smell.

Many an invention he had made,
many a milestone he had laid.
Today not even the scars remain,
Neither does the kindness of mankind,
Nor the humanity of the humane....

Vijay Chaudhary

Batch - 2005