READING IS BLISS

"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings…" I could not agree more with this part of Wordsworth’s definition of poetry. At times you sit all prepared with a pen and notebook and words simply don’t come while there are times when you are either ecstatic or extremely hurt and words seem to flow out of nowhere shaping into a poem. If you are ecstatic the ecstasy multiplies as you pen the verse while if you are grim the pain recedes as the joy of poetry takes over.

I wrote the following poem as I revelled in the pleasure of reading some really great stuff. 

Is there anything more amazing
Than the divine joy of reading?
With every book I feel I grow
So much to learn, so much to know
I’ve travelled the world on these pages
Through different cultures, times and ages
Engrossed in some awesome creations
I've run the gamut of emotions
Known characters of every kind
Peeked inside the human mind
Seen the past , gone in history
Tried to unlock future’s mystery
Attempted to fathom why markets tumble
What exactly is a financial bubble?
Such precious gems these pages offer
To fill in our knowledge coffer 
blessed I am, to have realized this
Reading is, indeed, bliss

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  1. Ashutosh JhaSeptember 21, 2009 at 1:25 PM

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  2. Ashutosh JhaSeptember 21, 2009 at 1:38 PM

    GOOD WRITING...
    VERY GOOD WRITING...
    VERY GOOD SKILL...
    KYA DHANG KA ARTICLE LIKHA HAI...
    I WILL TAKE NOTES FROM THIS ARTICLE...

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 21, 2009 at 1:49 PM

    ya kittu indeed we knew hw 2 read but Vinay Sir taught us hw 2 love it .... n believe me reading books is like falling in love again n again .. wid every new book we fall in love ......
    but d only difference in loving a book is dat u never fall but u always rise .... good work...

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  4. MEGHA LALSeptember 21, 2009 at 3:04 PM

    yes ..thnx to Vinay sir we dont see books as guillotine any more :D

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  5. MEGHA LALSeptember 22, 2009 at 2:08 PM

    the introduction is very good..

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  6. SnehaSeptember 23, 2009 at 1:10 AM

    :) too good kiddu...good work...u rock!! \m/

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  7. UnknownSeptember 23, 2009 at 9:35 PM

    very nice...
    u write really well..
    :)

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  8. UnknownSeptember 24, 2009 at 6:20 PM

    well done tuka! making me proud :)

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  9. UnknownSeptember 29, 2009 at 5:18 PM

    Kittu di..fabulous piece of workk.
    indeed READING IS A BLISS..
    ab wo Engineering ki moti buks ho ya Dan Brown ka THE LOST SYMBOL, ya Shakespeare ka Caesar..
    words do come often spontaneously,,ryt way speaking one's heart..
    Zabardast di..
    keep going:)
    TC apply:)

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  10. Vinay SinghSeptember 30, 2009 at 10:34 PM

    the only word that spontaneously came to my mind after i finished reading was "cute"!!!!! i am not an expert on literary criticism not even qualified technically to review a poem but still i trust my instinct and "cute" emerges from my instinct!!!! whatever the technicians say i recommend you continue relying on harmony and rhythm to deliver the feeling!!!

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  11. KasturiOctober 2, 2009 at 4:30 PM

    thank you Sir for your wonderful comment :)

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  12. KasturiOctober 2, 2009 at 4:35 PM

    thanks everybody for your really sweet comments :)

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  13. Ashutosh JhaOctober 2, 2009 at 10:09 PM

    mera post hi hata diya....
    ye sahi nahi galat hai....!!

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  14. KasturiOctober 3, 2009 at 4:50 PM

    @ashutosh..arey tumhe bataya to tha k i am deleting that sahi comment..koi 'dhang' ka comment karo..n there it is.. your 'dhang' ka comment on top..haha :)

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  15. UnknownJuly 4, 2010 at 2:27 PM

    its really good. i think a good poet is one who is able to express his instinctive thoughts in a way that gives readers a touchy feelings, and u did it so well. Wordsworth said what he felt and you said what u. keep it up........

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