That file on Prof's desk!

There are days when I want to quit,
But a part of brain still hates d word 'quit'.

On a table in BATU lies,
An old yellow colored file with all its might.

An example set for batches now,
Should have been something unique in it.

Stories heard of it for sems,
People must hv cursed its authors then.

Its writer it inspires to know,
That it still exists 3yrs in a row.

Gives a ray of hope in d dark,
There must have been some spark.

Within that student lay,
A immense need to express his thoughts a way.

Prof that gave a chance to do,
He made it best with what he could do.

Still misses those days happy and gay,
Will he ever find that same light's ray?

Dilemma!

The war I face is between the heart and the brain,
The heart says do what is good and right,
But brain interferes saying its not profitable.

The heart knows how to be good,
Help people broaden their smile,
And earn my own in the meanwhile.

The brain knows what to do,
For earning wealth and accumulate d same,
Is the society's ultimate golden rule.

With the fight going for years,
The health is what actually suffers,
With no fruitful peace talks,
The war still continues in search of results!

Dedicated to the teachers!

We can do so much,
But we do so less,
I know we can,
And one day we will,
That day is near,
When we definitely will,
Change d scenario,
With all our will,
Each child will learn,
And learning will be fun,
Life will be happy,
With values so firm,
A world we will build,
With morals within all,
Crimes will be rare,
And all people will care,
Humanity will last,
With the nature's care,
For that we need,
Children so pure,
Which will be built,
With the ideals so great,
The teachers will lead,
And guide them to light,
With people like you,
I have no fear,
For the future is bright,
With you to lead.