A note to myself

"The Lake House" is not a box office hit for sure. It is a fictious slow sappy movie. But I liked it for its crazy concept of linking the past and the future. The movie is about hope, of expectations, of possibilities…

If this is my note to myself a year from now, I wonder what I will be doing? Its a creepy thought. What does the future hold? Unfortunately for us, unlike the movie there is no magical time travelling mailbox to make it this a two-way communicaiton and find answers ahead of time to change the future. We live in a real world where there are no shortcuts. We have to work and wait on our aspirations with not the slightest clue of what may become of it.

The is only hope… and so I hope.

“It’s not over yet”

A poem about not giving up, about hope.

Another conversation becomes a quarrel
Mistakes from the past still haunting me
Explanations go unheard, goes wasted
One more chance to make things right was all I needed

Silent bells ring, its the final round
The ultimate battle between good and bad
A knockout punch and my angel drops dead
The devil the winner prevails in my head

Don't leave me stranded I dont want to be alone
There’s no one to talk to when you are gone
Our life our dreams how can I forget
When I am not ready to give up just yet

Curtains closing
The devil the winner takes over
Says “I will give you strength, forget her”
I wipe my tears and as I start to feel no pain
A distant voice speaks to me
“It’s not over yet” and the angel breathes again

Full Stop

I don't like to be pushed
So why don't you back off
It's getting crowded back there
Hey troublemaker, get off

Call me stubborn or call me rude
I don't give a damn
Think of me what you want
But this is who I am

I am your leader
Fearless and strong
Without me you are incomplete
Meaningless and wrong

Words lined up behind me
Some angry some nice
Some with attitudes
I really don't like

You think I am small
An insignificant black dot
You think I am worthless
For I am just a full stop

On A Normal Day

This is my first attempt at songwriting. In our busy work lives, we all long for a normal day when we don't have to feel the stress of responsibilities, meeting expectations, running errands and all the routine activities that has become the way of life. In this song, I try to paint a perfect picture of my normal day.

On a rocking chair in the front porch of my house
With a cold beer in my hand and a 6-pack by my side
I watch the sunset over the distant desert
In the middle of nowhere

No cars honking
No phones ringing
Just a band playing my favorite tunes
On a normal day

I walk over to the pool and up to a diving board 6ft high
With a cold beer in my hand and a 6-pack on the porch
I dive into the reflections of milky white clouds
A style I call “Drink and Dive”

No crowd cheering
No judges scoring
Just a band playing my favorite tunes
On a normal day

When I am done swimming the clouds of change
I get out to get dry and get dressed
To saddle up my noble steed and go riding
Still feeling high from all the drinking

At the snow-tipped mountains where eagles fly high
I get down to gear up and go hiking
On a trail that leads to a place called paradise
To lean against the oak tree and drift into sleep

Those noisy bells are ringing
Again and again and again

And I slowly wake up
To the fading sounds of my favorite tunes

No more sleeping
No more dreaming
Just enough time to get going

No beer drinking
No pool diving
No horse riding
No mountain hiking
No nothing

Just the radio playing some random tune
As I drive to work on a normal day

Tomorrow's Leaders

I have had a lucky life. My parents funded my education. They catered to all my needs. It wasnt until I graduated that I had to even think of getting a job. Luck played its part again when I got my first job. Almost 9 years after, I am still at the same job. From the role of an ASP developer to a Program Manager. I did good and I am successful. The job taught me the meaning of hard work, multitasking, team work, building relationships and serving customers.

I write this post at my local Starbucks tonight sipping on my specially brewed “Thanks Giving” coffee. I watch the young men and women behind the counter serving customers, working as a team, with a smile on their faces, building relationships, working hard to fund their education and lead their own lives. The satisfaction on their faces when they sit down at the end of a tough day with their loved ones for a meal that they’ve earned, says it all. It’s all worth it.

I am witnessing the making of tomorrow’s leaders.

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