Vicissitudes of Life..

Life has it's twist and turn,
Educated but unemployed,
Money but No fun,
Friend's yet no 'someone',
Food yet No apetitie,
Power yet no security,
Disease but no ailment,
And we say we are God's chosen one.

Money tells a man's identity,
Irrespective of the past in the backyard,
Money provides dignity,
Irregardless of how cunning is he,
Money makes a man loved,
Despite how heartless is he,
Money is the truth of this century.

We smile when Sachin scores a century,
But don't care about a dying neighbour,
We curse the politics for the poor state of affair,
And we say we are proud of being an Indian,
We point out other's mistake,
Yet don't accept our's.

We love being hypocrites,
Hate being criticized,
We think we are unique and knowledgeable,
Still we blame God for our mishaps for our own action.
We pretend to be secular,
But inside we know we aren't,
Yet, we don't stop the blame game.

Get hold of oneself and loose hold on others,
Get an idea of right in the wrong and identify the wrong seemingly right.
Embrace yourself for the big fight,
Coz Life happens once in a life-time.