Rohan Mehta

Knock! Knock! Anyone In..?? Its me who makes you sin..!!

2011-03-10T23:20:00.001+05:30

'Knock! Knock!'
'Who's there??'
'Its me'
'Who me??'
'I am you'
'Didn't get you!'
'Trust, doubt why?'
'Then, who am I?'
'You are real me;
One others can see'
'I have no twin'
'I am your kin'
'Where have you been?'
'First Lemme in'
'Aren't you the one?
Who had much fun
Cursing people good
Acting very rude'

Lost and Found...

2011-02-28T11:37:00.005+05:30

Having gone through this experience last week, when I found all my original documents including my mark sheets missing, I have started believing, at the risk of sounding weird though, that each one of us should actually misplace something really important at least once.

Reasons:

1. It gives us a sense of belief how hopeless we can get and even some confidence that we can never be more careless than this (No one would even give us responsibilities to be careless again anyways..!!!). We really need such an eye-opener, don't we?

Life's an endless journey...

2011-02-15T22:49:00.001+05:30

I often ponder about times in my life when I was really confused. No clue what to do, no resort to look up to. And looking back I often wonder, 'How the hell did my decision turn out right?'

And that's when I was prompted to write this one; during one such time when I was really confused. And then it was the conclusion that evolved when I was done that turned out to be really inspiring and motivating. One that answered my question, 'What prompts me the right path every time?'

Where am I and where am I heading?

Without a goal, which direction am I treading?

Clueless I am about where I wanna reach,

About what lies ahead and what I am gonna breach.

I pride myself when there are flowers on my way,

Saying 'Life's really beautiful', carelessly I lay.

The trouble only arise when I stumble upon stones,

I curse the world around giving weird different groans.

Why these reactions, when I don't know what I want?

When I am myself confused and Life gives me a taunt?

Is it life that's teasing or am I to be blamed?

Is it the world around or my mind to be tamed?

The answers surely within, just need to be clear in the mind.

Need to consult the heart and all answers I'll find.

Courage is what I'll need to decide my future now,

And look for ways that show the way I am gonna succeed how.

Only then I'll be heading on those long empty roads,

With final destination ahead, surpassing all the nodes.

The road might be bumpy, but with motivation to succeed,

I'll trod confidently in them, without any worry or greed.

And then the time will come, when I'll enjoy my life,

Be it loads of praise or be lying under a knife

But with smile on my face, I'll keep moving

That Life's an endless journey, thus, proving..

The woods are lovely dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep..

- Robert Frost

Starting Dedications..

2011-02-15T21:12:00.003+05:30

So, here I am, finally up and running, adhering to the deadline of this particular Tuesday that I had set to start. Ahh!!Deadlines.. one of those few words, different from those typical management lingo, that I have come across hundreds of times since joining this B-School (except that this is the only time I have adhered to it..!!)...

Anyways, the typical Indian that I am, something tells me to start my blog with all kinds of dedications and prayers (We Indians usually start with Ganapati, don't we??)..
Anyways, how much ever I plan to distinguish myself, I am gonna do the same. But sorry Ganapati, its not going to be you, it'll be my family. And mind well before you get offended, its you who has taught me (Haven't we all heard the story of Ganapati fooling his brother with his 'Parent's are the world to me' funda!!!)

So I wanna start of this blog remembering my parents and grand parents with some verses that I had penned down when I was 16. So, Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa, this one's for you...

TO WHOM MUCH I OWE

Those memories of our minds,

When we were yet to be creative

Years later, still to us it binds,

To those, the responsible relative.

I was nothing just a toddler boy,

When Mom helped me to walk.

Dad brought me all the joy

And even taught me to talk.

The care of grandma empowered,

My feelings to be aired.

The love that grandpa showered ,

Cannot be ever compared.

I thank all these beings,

To whom much I owe.

The masons of my good living,

To them I truly bow.

P.S.: Thanks MSB and PC to push me to start blogging again. Thanks ST and NB for encouragement.