Surender was enjoying the breeze hitting his face on the window seat of the bus when he was shaken by the unusual behaviour of the
Author: Vishwanathan Iyer
CA Vishwanathan Iyer is a Mumbai based edupreneur running an educational institute for the young minds. He is a Marathoner and an avid reader. He enjoys writing poems and stories inspired from real life.
The Race Circuit
The finish line is start of a new race Every individual is stuck everyday The new race has a newer face The improvement happens in
Friendophilia
Diving-deep into the memories as I reminisce the past I find it tough to pin-point the day this journey began Effortlessly you entered in my
The Crazy Base
“Hola Sulemanbhai, look I’m back in a new Avatar. It has taken some time for me to know the technological advancements but believe me I
Satyameva Jayate
“My honour, I committed no crime It was my bad luck that time I reached the place of shooting As I heard the sound of
The Jerryland
This Diwali, a Sanyasi, as depicted by his saffron clothes visited our building. His vibrant eyes though gave away divine powers he possessed. While none
Wanderlust
Many called him a wanderer, Others’ referred him useless guy, the one who always wants to fly, Waste his time, being ponderer. He stopped explaining
An Artist’s Mind
A sneak peak in an artist’s life Beaming with smile always Challenges, he hides from all Ducking it, he moves ahead Eager to live a
The Special Win
“Careful,” shouted Suraj keeping his books aside, as he saw that his mother had tripped at the entrance. She was carrying three pots of water
The Pains of Being Second
Being Second Barely reckoned First gets credit Rides on merit Sometimes forgets spirit He who has lost Pays a huge cost Physical and mental frost
Independence
“You are the most irresponsible boy I have ever seen,” fumed Arjun’s mother. “You are good for nothing,” she concluded. “Mai, do you even realize
The Ways of Life
There are a few days in life, we feelFrustrated offended resentful.The agony gets worse by anger. This is not how life is to be lived,Choleric,
The Unexplored Road
“Sir, it’s too late to start, can you start tomorrow?” a junior manager requested. “No, don’t worry . My next two day’s schedule would be
Unconditional Love
“Raja, have your milkshake and breakfast before you go?” pleaded his mother from the Kitchen. “No, I’m getting late. My friends are waiting,” he shouted
The Purplstigated Calmness
The serenity, calmness, and solitude Experienced when one travels deep within The calmer he becomes, the more he explores Reflecting happiness everywhere by grin Starts
The Cairn Trophy
“Oh God! How long this test will continue?” said Ramesh, crestfallen, hitting his fist on the table. “It’s okay, Ramesh,” counseled Raja, his childhood friend
Power of Gratitude
Gratitude adds value in many ways, Life is blessed by many factors unknown, Seldom do we get to thank them always, For our life moves