APPIIE NEW EAR

The Sun the Moon and the Earth are the eternal travelers, taking us with them to transmigrate in time to be projected in to FUTURE,
The year wanders on…
A lifetime adrift in a boat called LIFE…

Each one of us leading our own independent lives at home with our dear ones…
And then leading the collective life here at work as a team, to build new castles…
To realize new dreams to achieve what we can only as a team,
That we also look forward to living together;

Bringing to the table our own experiences to enrich all around us…
Chaperoned by various emotions…
Memories of the wonderful people embedded deep with our hearts…
We have met at certain amazing moments of last year…

I wish you all a wonderful journey through this year…
I thank each individual for letting me accompany you…
To realize that I am one of the pieces in the JIGSAW called RAMTECH.
Hoping that we all contribute to the bigger greater picture…

I wish you all to carry on in to 2009… with gigantic kick start;

As EVERYDAY a Journey.
And that journey itself as home.

Vishnu Vardhani RAJAN

My MAN !!!

I met this man;
He was walking through my dreams...
He kissed rainbows on my eyes...
He said wake up to reality...
He painted meaning to my life...
He makes my dreams... REALITY
And REALITY sparks in my eyes.

జీవితం

కనులు తెరిస్తే జననం
కనులు మూస్తే మరణం
ఈ రెంటి మధ్య ఉన్నా క్షణం జీవితం

Moosi

Je me'appelle Moosi
Je suis né à Hyderabad
Aujourd'hui il n'existe que mon nom
Je ne coule pas comme Couesnon
On voie ma forme à peine
à la difference de la Siene

au nom de la modernité
au milieu des vehicules des fumées et de la pollution
L'homme a-t-il oublié sa source d'alimentation ?
On m'a transformé en menace pour la consommation...
Au lieu de contenir les minéraux pour enrichir la terre
Je contiens les cadavres causant l'humiliation et peur.

On a proposé un projet pour lier toutes les rivires de l'Inde
L'homme connait bien comment bouleverser le monde...
On m'a volé mon lustre qui était comme la loire
Moosi est devenu synonyme de l'odeur déplaisante !! Quelle Gloire!!
Avant que toutes les rivieres ne deviennent seulement les nom...
J'espere que tout le monde réagira contre ce sujet inutile !!!

Joy

In Ungliness; I see beauty
Far away from home; I meet friends
In pure noice; I hear music
In a crowd; I feel alone
while waiting for joy...
I experience sorrow

The Hunting story...

Poetry, I give you a break today
In the absence of hunger,
The earth belongs to prose
The full moon burns me like a loaf of bread...
My hunter is behind me, I am his prey in time;
Strange is this prey that wants the hunter to catch up
and consume not leaving even the ashes...
Knowing that once consumed and burnt to Ashes is rebirth...

Le Silence

C'est un endroit

Où il ne fait ni chaud ni froid

y habitent les idées les pensées

on peut y visiter sans beaucoup d'argent depenser...

C'est un mot qu'on entend depuis l'enfance

partout., dans les écoles, les hôpitaux, en Inde, en France...

C'est un regard echangé entre les étrangers brèves...

C'est la langue qu'on parle dans les rêves.

Le silence

C'est le bruit fait par la mer le vent et les arbres

c'est aussi le faim, le souffrance des misérables...

Le silence

qui a la capacité à detruire ou construire

c'est la chance d'un voleur avant s'enfuire

qui peut rassurer ou faire peur

qui se trouve après la naissance ou

quand quelqu'un meurt...

Le silence

Quoi que ce soit

est un cri fort dedans moi...

qui dit toujours que moi j'ai de la chance ...

Shhh... Partout... Il y a le silence.

టిక్ టిక్ టిక్

రోజు రోజు గడుస్తోది
ప్రతి రోజు గడుస్తోది
క్షణం ఒక గడియలా
దినం ఒక ఉగంలా

కరుణ తెలియని గడియారం
నన్ను చూసి నవ్వు తోంది
తనను చూసిన ప్రతి సారి
నిమిషాలు నీ గుండెలా
పరుగులు తియ్యవే
వెర్రి దాన అని.