Tuesday, December 25, 2012

My love for cricket gradually dies




Cricket known to me was as Sachin’s game
So it’s not relevant for me without his name
The winning streak came to us with his presence
And surely it will affect during his absence
His innovative upper cuts and cheeky shots
Are now just followed by the world in lots
The shots he plays are just a visual delight
Even his opponents describe him as elite
All bowlers in front of him are just crawlers
He still is the nightmare for world class bowlers
Never shows aggression in expression or speech
His bat speaks to rivals without any breach
The records may verbalize you his prominence
And the humility he has shows his eminence
Now as the little master retires from ODI’s
My love for cricket gradually dies

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

My Teammates - My friends


I have never seen a guy so sincere
With a good heart and a bit of fear
He is very friendly, sensitive a little
He is my friend Mr Amit Patil
You can call him as team’s vulgar part
But is still known to be the team’s heart
Have the tendency to always win
He is the one known as Ashwin
She is the team’s document specialist
Or may be called the process analyst
Knowledge being her key for stake
She is none other than Nazia Sheikh
She is beautiful as she herself says
I don’t find her any which ways
If this was said, I would be dead
She is Neelam Zalte my only dread
He is the one who leads the team
With confidence and support supreme
He is said to be the boss’s wrist
He is Ravindra, the opportunist
She is very true to what she says
Work is finished, where hand she lays
Excel skill leads her to excellence
Vaishali, the one with graceful presence

Attraction of the team

God’s gift never comes wrapped in packages
Her friendship to me is beyond bondages
We joined together in the same workplace
I always felt that it was a divine grace
She is an extrovert always with a smile
It made my introvert quality to run a mile
She is good at heart and caring by nature
A very simple girl by her attitude and culture
Her kid so cute, naughty and brittle
I loved the way she handle the little
Like all her species she too loves admirations
And I feel she is worth all the appreciations
For her I might be a friend or just an acquaintance
But she will be by friend till my existence
She is a perfect gal, mother and wife
She is Archana Pandey—Raj’s Life