Winged desires...

Give me a reason I want to smile Give me the hope to tread, yet another mile Too long has passivity bound me Too long my life turbulent has been put my sails on rest,to be peaceful I am keen Open thine arms and let me fall Give my tumultuous youth,a passion to think and stop But for everything my living is a bane. Give me all sunshine,I want no pain My heart is frail give me trail to follow,where love may prevail. It's been long my eyes have been hollow since ages they've been made to many a tears swallow. Reasons are many,for me to die Give my existence a meaning I want to try Break all Barricades Give me the sky Open my wings and let me fly!

When you get what you want in your struggle for self And the world makes you king for a day Just go to a mirror and look at yourself And see what THAT man has to say. For it isn't your father or mother or wife Whose judgment upon you must pass The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life Is the one staring back from the glass. Some people may think you a straight-shootin' chum And call you a wonderful guy, But the man in the glass says you're only a bum If you can't look him straight in the eye. He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest, For he's with you clear up to the end, And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test If the man in the glass is your friend. You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life And get pats on your back as you pass, But your final reward will be heartaches and tears If you've cheated the man in the glass. by Dale Wimbrow

TARRY a while, O Death, I cannot die While yet my sweet life burgeons with its spring; Fair is my youth, and rich the echoing boughs Where dhadikulas sing. Tarry a while, O Death, I cannot die With all my blossoming hopes unharvested, My joys ungarnered, all my songs unsung, And all my tears unshed. Tarry a while, till I am satisfied Of love and grief, of earth and altering sky; Till all my human hungers are fulfilled, O Death, I cannot die!

Today in the morning upon the shores I saw women of forties lazily stroll Holding hands,walking eyes in the skies They spoke of joy and of cheer Together they explored fantasies anew Bid adieu to worry,and goodbye to fears Then flashed upon my mind dearest mother 'o mine How hath she waken when dawn and hurried until dusk? Engaged in bread winning and baking Mother 'o mine How did thy manage to bake me so fine? O' mother hast thou eight hands? that you go performing dancer like. Or hast thou a billion hearts that overflowed with love and compassion. O' mother 'o mine, in your starlit eyes do there shine dreams only of children of thine? Did ever thy look back upon dreams in the past you nurtured. In living life,thou livest for thy children O' mother 'o mine countless of thine sacrifices suffice in my mind,as in my heart your love thrives. The bread thou baketh in me the fruit of thy proficiency shall sweeten thy life with honey of pride.

The Institute of Engineers (India) established its Student’s Chapter in Bharti Vidyapeeth COE, For Women on 31st of August, 2010. The Institution of Engineers (India) is recognized as a Scientific & Industrial Research Organization by the Department of Scientific & Industrial Research, Ministry of Science & Technology, and Government of India & also approved by the Central Board of Direct Taxes, Department of Revenue, Ministry of Finance , & notified under section 35(I)(II) of the Income Tax Act. Essentially the IEI is an esteemed institution in the technical society. Such an association was possible, thanks to the efforts taken by principal Prof.D.S.Bilgi. The Bhartiyans unanimously welcomed the opening of such a platform in their institution. The dignitaries who graced the occasion were Prof. D. B. Dhone, Hon. Secretary of IEI (pune local center), Prof. G.S. Mundada, Dr. Vijay Mehta and Mr. Ganbote. Each of the members threw light upon the necessity of an institu

Air, water, food, clothing and shelter are the five basic necessities of man. Everything else is a luxury .Does that really hold true? .And even if that does, how many are able to secure all of it in a right measure .This has caused an unfathomable economic divide between the rich and the poor. The rich get richer and the poor even poorer. The middle class is caught in middle; neither does it have a lump sum bank balance to fall back upon nor does it have the recklessness to shove away responsibilities. In such a situation ‘Education’ is the only commodity he can rely upon. The Indian middle class estimated to be a 300 million people, and each one striving for a decent living; the competition gets even worse. Every Tom, Dick and Harry obtains a degree and then sets out in search of a job. If this had been the scenario a few decades back, a degree meant a big thing. Getting a job to satisfy one’s needs was even easier. But nowadays, with increasing standard of education. Demands have i