Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Satellite communicaton ;)

.written in satellite communication class..6th semsubject!TCE...all about satellites and orbits:(...

42,164 miles away,
Driven into lonely space,
not keeping time of whether its the end of a solar day,
I'm here stuck in some mental orbit with an obtuse phase.

I wonder which eccentricity is being talked about,
The people in the orbit, i suppose.
There is an earth link,no doubt
But how long should i stay here??

I'm not sure about the other losses or path loss,
All that i know is that ,there is a complete memory pause.
Waiting for this hour to get over,
Desperately want my orbit to lower.
Finally its time to decelerate,
But my daily trips to this orbit will continue much to my dismay and hate.!!

Basketball

Dribble..dribble...dribble.The sound of the basketball on court is music to my ears.After almost three years of desuetude,my basketball skills were put to use last year.Played for the college team.Due to, maybe constant cavilling by my captain,unpunctual practice sessions,uncoordinated playing.I decided to leave.
              Today i watched a basketball match, and something within me craved for it..really bad!!The greatest remorse drew over me.I shouldn't have left.The alacrity with which they move,the pivoting,the shooting,the driving-in.I miss it all.I can't blow my own trumpet,I'm not all that good,but i guess i really miss it.The joy of having played a really good game,sweating till I'm drenched,coming back home to a lazy ,hot shower,Mollifying the little fatigue due to a tiresome match.Miss it all!!!.
        I realized its time ,I think i should swallow my pride and get back on the team.Miss it too much:( 

Thursday, March 19, 2009

...Unsaid

....tryin my hand at poetry. 

Sparkling in royal blue,
she sat in her bedroom,waiting for him.
Peeking through the door knob,she couldn't wait longer,time just flew.,
Probably the royal guard didn't let him in,probably he doesn't want to come,her hopes grew dim.

Her reflexes sharpened when she heard his stallion gallop,
With the brightest smile on her face,she ran to the garden..
There he was,her prince charming..
The more she looked at him,the more she fell in love with the best of all men,

The world stood still,the night was perfect,
They sat under the blue draped sky.
The romance,the love---a magical connect.
He planted a kiss on her forehead,swollen with all the love,a tear trickled down her eye.

A wave of uncertainty blew,
he drew her hand..and mumbled.."this doesn't seem right enough".
Too dumbfounded,what was going on was getting hard to construe.

With a strong stride he left,she was hoping that everything that happened was just a bluff.

The most painful of it all,
...he didn't even shed a tear.