Skills are in born.

But they can be honed.

They are great in demand.

For they can change the world.

They can change the outlook of the company,

They can change the outlook of a viewer,

Of a buyer,

Of a seller,

And of everyone interested.

Skill is what employs a person.

A sculptor sculpts,

And as his skill keeps on increasing,

His works also reflect it.

The more he sharpens it,

The much better he gets at sculpting.

Skill makes a batsman win the game for his country.

Everyone is skilled in something or the other.

It depends on their honesty, hardwork, talent and dedication,

That too which level will they take their skill to.

Skills are God-gifts to each and every soul,

But most choose to ignore it or avoid it.

And those who hone it,

Go ahead in their lives.




Heard it?

Yes or no?

That big thing,

Which everyone was talking about?

It caused much hullaboo.

There were great discussions on it.

But now that thing has passed.

So, it doesn’t matter much.

It is been forgotten.

But have you heard the latest?

This has happened and that has happened.

And what not has happened.

And the things which need to heard,

Have not been heard,

So, they won’t be forgotten,

For who has heard them?



Did You Play Today?

Did you play today?

Did you have fun?

Did you reach your imagination?

Could you talk to the sun?

Did he reply?

For some he did.

For some he didn’t.

The sun was as firm as ever,

And the games yet didn’t begin.

Did you play today?

Was it hide and seek?

Was it ludo?

Was it match the match in cards?

Was it passing the buck?

Was it worthwhile?

For the games are beautiful,

They are fun,

They are superbly marvellous,

And so, let the games begin.