Skip to main content

I Remembered U

During those moments of Silence,
and those moments of pain,
I (long pause) remembered U.

While the darkness was around the corner,
and my shadow was still clear,
I remembered U.

During the conflict of morality,
and the confusion of crowd,
I remembered U.

As the sun rose high,
and I opened my eye,
I remembered U.

As I was listening to JM,
and playing his rythm,
I remembered U.

As I was walking alone,
holding on to my dreams,
I remembered U.

U didn't come from my past,
neither from my present,
but I remembered U.

- bexdeep

(Illustration done on 2009)
JM stands for John Mayer, Jason Marz and James Morrison


  1. (Illustration done on 2009)
    JM stands for John Mayer, Jason Marz and James Morrison and 'U' stands for ........ Just kidding. All the best to you. Its a nice short and sweet poem.


Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Selling a Comb to a Bald Person?

Here my friend, Ashay, put it very truly to me that the marketer's most challenge is to sell a comb to a bald. First, I am not trying to justify anything here. But I just couldn't help thinking how on earth am I going to sell a comb to a bald. How? Just how? I kept pondering upon it till late night. I actually had very few options with me, the first was obviously to use Google and Find? :) But, I didn't do that. Some how I was still in confusion. Then just before going to sleep, I had an discussion with my other friend, on types of marketing on issues related to customer centric marketing. Hmm. Then some how it hit me. I went back to basic on my own philosophy, sell things that is needed. So here is a small anecdote I prepared : Sale Person   : Hello sir. How are you? Do you have a time, plzzz? Bald Person : (Almost confused and in social causality) OK OK what is it? I don't have time. Sale Person    : Here sir, do you want to by a comb?  Bald Person  : Can't you

Fearful Consumer Market

Consumer market is something, I always feared. During my engineering days, I knew it was one area where I would not find myself working. I always feared the harsh competition of the market. I worried if ever, anything I made would sustain in the market. Or how people would react to it? You can say, I feared criticism and all the yap yap of group of people, who knows only how to suggest but not to act. Thus, I kept my interest into custom projects and not related to anything that a single consumer would use, rather it was something of community service. But with changing time, I knew I had to make a plunge into the ocean of consumer market and face the competition. "Be a man! Dude" That is what I would say to myself. I knew I couldn't swim, but I had to give it a try.  Journey into the consumer market is like that of 20000 Leagues Under The Sea . There are so many different kinds of creatures around to look and be fascinated. Some are small living in tiny groups. Some are