Different countries, Same Old Life
Sitting with my boss in his 750 k house, in the suburbs of D.C with his friends having a steak and beer(s). Conversation is all about real estate, how big each of their houses are, where to invest next, looks like East Europe is a good place to invest. We have more beers
Sitting with colleagues and friends in a 40 lakh apartment, in suburbs od Delhi having Dhaba food and beers(s). Conversation is all about real estate, how big each of their houses are, where to invest next, looks like Jaipur and maneshwar is a good place to invest. We have more beers
Train Of Life
Some folks ride the train of life
Looking out the rear,
Watching miles of life roll by,
And marking every year.
They sit in sad remembrance,
Of wasted days gone by,
And curse their life for what it was,
And hang their head and cry.
But I don't concern myself with that,
I took a different vent,
I look forward to what life holds,
And not what has been spent.
So strap me to the engine,
As securely as I can be,
I want to be out on the front,
To see what I can see.
I want to feel the winds of change,
Blowing in my face,
I want to see what life unfolds,
As I move from place to place.
I want to see what's coming up,
Not looking at the past,
Life's too short for yesterdays,
It moves along too fast.
So if the ride gets bumpy,
While you are looking back,
Go up front, and you may find,
Your life has jumped the track.
It's all right to remember,
That's part of history,
But up front's where it's happening,
There's so much mystery.
The enjoyment of living,
Is not where we have been,
It's looking ever forward,
To another year and ten.
It's searching all the byways,
Never should you refrain,
For if you want to live your life,
You got to drive the train!
~author unknown~
Sitting with colleagues and friends in a 40 lakh apartment, in suburbs od Delhi having Dhaba food and beers(s). Conversation is all about real estate, how big each of their houses are, where to invest next, looks like Jaipur and maneshwar is a good place to invest. We have more beers
Train Of Life
Some folks ride the train of life
Looking out the rear,
Watching miles of life roll by,
And marking every year.
They sit in sad remembrance,
Of wasted days gone by,
And curse their life for what it was,
And hang their head and cry.
But I don't concern myself with that,
I took a different vent,
I look forward to what life holds,
And not what has been spent.
So strap me to the engine,
As securely as I can be,
I want to be out on the front,
To see what I can see.
I want to feel the winds of change,
Blowing in my face,
I want to see what life unfolds,
As I move from place to place.
I want to see what's coming up,
Not looking at the past,
Life's too short for yesterdays,
It moves along too fast.
So if the ride gets bumpy,
While you are looking back,
Go up front, and you may find,
Your life has jumped the track.
It's all right to remember,
That's part of history,
But up front's where it's happening,
There's so much mystery.
The enjoyment of living,
Is not where we have been,
It's looking ever forward,
To another year and ten.
It's searching all the byways,
Never should you refrain,
For if you want to live your life,
You got to drive the train!
~author unknown~
2 Comments:
hey, u r scoping real estate investments from east europe to maneshwar --huh ! cool, zaki...u know what they say right, dont own a yacht, have a friend who owns a yacht.... u buy a home / flat in either east europe or Jaipur, and we'll bring friends there to party, what says !
Nice poem, too...
Can't do that. Too many girlfriends on the waiting list :)
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