I know the gush
From within
The river flowing
Happiness & sadness
I stay with the feelings
In the hope that the
Words will mould
In thin air
A poem is stuck
In her hair
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The Remaining me.
- Dead Man Walking
- India
- After 15 years of struggle, with great caution I look upon myself as a designer - a creative human being. No - I am not a qualified designer. But that has made me work harder to gain the required sensitivity.
Very soon I intend designing automobiles and establishing remaining 3 prestigious design companies with specific focus in different areas. Ofcourse these dreams are global!
I also dream that people working for these companies lead a very content life - happy in doing what they do at work. Its more about work place being less stressful and more fun. One should be able get up on monday morning say - 'Wow, I want to go to office.. have a few ideas to work upon.'
I want my tombstone to say, 'Dreamer. Believer. Achiever.' Although being a hindu, I wont be buried.. I would be burnt on a pyre.. but then, I have already burnt, what's left of me to burn more.
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