No Indispensable Man

Today is 1st May, Labour’s Day – an annual holiday all over India that celebrates the achievements of workers. But with AI(Artificial Intelligence), robots and machines trending in I fear Labour is put back by machines, not completely, though.

Yes! but future talks about taking it  over completely. Some thoughts on the same and also when you are in need of introspection, this is the poem by Saxon White Kessinger

Sometime when you’re feeling important
Sometime when your ego’s in bloom
Sometime when you take it for granted,
You’re the best qualified in the room
Sometime when you feel that your going,
Would leave an unfillable hole,
Just follow these simple instructions
And see how they humble your soul.  

Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to the wrist
Pull it out and the hole that’s remaining,
Is a measure of how much you’ll be missed.
You can splash all you wish when you enter,
You may stir up the water galore,
But stop, and you’ll find that in no time,
It looks quite the same as before.  

The moral of this quaint example,
Is to do just the best that you can,
Be proud of yourself but remember,
There’s no indispensable man.

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The air is still free

“Out of the city and over the hill,
Into the spaces where Time stands still,
Under the tall trees, touching old wood,
Taking the way where warriors once stood;
Crossing the little bridge, losing my way,
But finding a friendly place where I can stay.
Those were the days, friend, when we were strong
And strode down the road to an old marching song
When the dew on the grass was fresh every morn,
And we woke to the call of the ring-dove at dawn.
The years have gone by, and sometimes I falter,
But still I set out for a stroll or a saunter,
For the wind is as fresh as it was in my youth,
And the peach and the pear, still the sweetest of fruit,
So cast away care and come roaming with me,
Where the grass is still green and the air is still free.”

By Ruskin Bond

Anyways, we swing

We swing our own swings
To and fro
Does it matter?
Less or more
and roar or adore
Anyways, we swing
Out of habit
Off bit 
Uncertain of how long
But certain enough
As long as our hearts beat

Composed by Vinit Desai

The wind of my soul

This is a lovely song by Cat Stevens, a British singer-songwriter. Enjoy the read

  I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul
Where I’ll end up well I think only God really knows
I’ve sat upon the setting sun
But never never never never
I never wanted water once
No never never, never

I listen to my words but they fall far below
I let my music take me where my heart wants to go
I swam upon the devil’s lake
But never never never never
I’ll never make the same mistake
No never never never…

Gloomy Grey

When the sky is grey
And you have that feeling, that gloominess gonna stay
To your dismay…

Remember that, somewhere there
The Sun is still shining on the other side
All Alone…

Making its way through gloomy grey
The healing rainbow rays…

Composed by Vinit Desai

 

Lead and Succeed

Not everyone gets it right the first time
Success is unfortunately a wicked difficult climb

For those who just don’t loose hope
Success will throw down a lifesaving rope

Struggles are part of life
Because in order to stand up, you got to know
What falling down is like

And if you take the lead,
My dear friend, you will succeed

Sun, Earth, Sky

Even after all this time

The Sun never says to the Earth,

“You Owe Me”

And look what happens with a love like that

It lights the whole sky.