Thursday, February 6, 2014

Friend-Professionals

It is a little strange when we have to fine tune the balance between friendship and professionalism.
Sometimes the professionals you have worked with, no more remain friends and the friends who stayed all along sometimes work with you for your profession.

It was so good to connect yet again.
When you reach the height of success, you stay close to people who truly love you. The more you are in the world of glam, the more you crave for love and relationships based on truth, faith, understanding and patience.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande

Monday, January 27, 2014

Winner's club

I am now the member of winner's club. This is why I was hosted by the chief minister of Maharashtra over breakfast.Bloomberg Tv recognises me as a leading change in the auto sector contributing to the Indian Economy.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Life is beautiful

Happiness isn't in the occasions,
Happiness is in finding your lost self.

It isn't what life makes you go.through,
It is about what you do to life despite everything.

It isn't about what people did to you that caused agony,
It is about how despite the trauma, you learn to.forgive them.

Life isn't about letting it go or learning to.ignore,
Life is about moving on and becoming a better person.

Life throws at you countless hindrances,
But life is in finding opportunities to grow amidst the hindrances.

Loving life is simply a great saying,
Loving yourself is all that makes life beautiful.

Do not be conscious of the audibility of your laughter,
Laugh it out loud if that's what keeps you alive.

Don't live as there is no tomorrow,
Live your life as if there is tomorrow.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Lifeless creature

Lost in the traces of my own being, I find myself in the shadow of nothingness,
This dust that I breathe each day tells me it doesn't matter anymore how I live.

I question my way of life with every sip of easily available venom,
And I wonder how cheap human life is in front of business.
Like me there are many others,
Like me there are other fools.

I am no more angry at the world,
I am no more angry at God.
I am no more in disgust with myself,
I do not matter to me anymore.

Success doesn't lure me,
Appreciation doesn't motivate me.
Future doesn't excite me,
Past doesn't shake me anymore,
Love is no more a word.

Tears are as useless as these nails,
It adds or subtracts nothing from me.
Betrayal doesn't surprise me anymore,
Love disappoints me no more.

What will you give me when I desire nothing,
What will you take from me when I am nothing.

Memories aren't triggers,
There is nothing I have - there are no tears either !

Death doesn't cross my mind,
It is  state of disappearance that I long for.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Frozen by the pyre

How  much more uglier can life get; how much more numb can I get?

I am desperate to vent out this pain that I feel; I haven't shed a tear on your death.  How much more immune can I get?

Have I been cursed or plain unlucky to lose two of my most loved ones at one go? I am walking out of my life. I am walking out on God.

Today, when I most need someone, I have none. Have I been so bad afterall?

These words are just too heavy for me to feel its worth anymore. Anything that I express feels irrelevant and unimportant.

Have I become so lonely afterall?

Written by Vrushali Deshpande

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Tears and Rain



How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.

How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,
Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.
I'm so cold from fear.

I guess it's time I run far, far away; find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
Far, far away; find comfort in pain.
All pleasure's the same: it just keeps me from trouble.
It's more than just words: it's just tears and rain.