Back in Feb 2010...

Me and my friend Sridhar have a habit of churning out with creative work sometimes on the back of a thought... here is such a conversation...

I quote:
"Every achiever I have ever met says, 'My life turned around when I began to believe in me.' " - Robert Schuller

Reply from Sri:
 
At times we wonder, what is the purpose of our lives?
Why we are here? What should our life achieve?
Why few people are referred as ‘Great’?
Who told them their purpose of Life?

Then we try to search the purpose of our existence.
And in some time, we give up.
We tell ourselves, “I am here just to live!”

No human is ever born with an objective.
One needs to define the purpose of life.

(Just beautiful, isn't it?)

To which I reply:

We believe in doing something great and appearing like heroes,

That is the basic drive I guess, to stand out of the normal crowd
And do something so stunning, so fitting to ourselves
Most lose focus, and resign with the thought, "What would I get if I do this"

If the drive is strong enough for you to give your all,
Stand tall and strong in front of huge gales of wind and high tides of seas,
Yes, you would be worn out at times, but still
If you stick through till the end, you will find that satisfaction

At your death bed, you will be smiling,
Wherever you are, whatever you are, and however you are,
That you did something in your life, that you defined something for yourself
And stuck by it till that day

And that, my friend, is heaven and nothing else
The other man in hell is the one who lied to himself
The one who cheated, the one who stepped on others
To gain some worldly possessions, he cheated himself

He said again and again that is not bad, what he did
He just needed to do it since he had to come forward
And he, little by little, kills his conscience
And descends so low that it becomes too late

To recuperate from the wrongs he has done
He goes off chasing butterflies, he donates to charities
He becomes an evangelist, a humanitarian to absolve
On doing good to one to strike off a bad done to another

But imagine such joy it would be
If you never did wrong a single soul
The happiness you would get at all the times
The peace and content in your heart

I believe if this thought sits deep within
And becomes the foundation of the basic principles
I believe, my friend, that Earth itself
Will become Heaven, a haven for all of life...

Well, that's how we poets create our work :o)
- Gaggy