A walk to the goal

Sunday, 6 October 2013


Little fresh faces in the cool dawn
Chattering as they walked
The inseparable two or the lovely trio
The naughty five, hated but still loved
All walking to their goal
A new day ahead, mysterious
Unexpected surprises yet to come
But that comfort in heart
Of having someone who cared
Who'll be there at the toughest hour
Hold hands and say don’t worry
‘Cause I’m here

As they moved on, another face
But this one alone,
Bowed down in silence
As he walked, towards the same goal
Living the same life
But yet a lot different
Deprived of that comfort
He learnt to live with himself
Only the song in mind, or the dreams to think of
Cannot be called a life
Just existence
Convincing himself, to survive this way
But the heart knows the truth
It searches each face for love
A lost and desperate child
Looking for his mother
They keep fighting,
The heart with the brain
The soul with the determination
To survive alone

By: Ayush Goyal

Lonely

Tuesday, 13 August 2013

I still remember that day,
That day I felt I had found the one,
The one I loved, the one I cared for,
Days seemed so happy,
I had forgotten my past,
The nightmares gone,
Her dreams ruling my mind,
I could feel my life change,
A change after so long, a change for good,
A few days passed,
I could feel it slipping away,
And the day came again,
When she said she wanted it no more,
A heavy hammer on my heart,
I said okay with a smiling face,
But I had a heavy heart.

Since then my life has changed again,
Nightmares, have come again,
And I realise that it was always meant to be this,
I was never made to love, or to be loved,
And I learnt to live that way.

I went back to who I was,
Before I met her,
And life is mechanical again,
But I have become used to this,
I know my books would never part,
Or leave me with a hard heart.

Now I try to delete all the memories,
Its difficult, as they are lovely,
But I console my heart saying,
That I am meant to be lonely.

- By Ayush Goyal

Dilemma

Monday, 18 March 2013

Our planet Rests here all alone
With perhaps an empty neighborhood
Within the infinity of this universe
And yet no sign of intelligent life
Life that may comprehend us
Are we the only ones?
Are we all alone?
Or, are we not able to comprehend them?
Is it just our lack of knowledge?
Are we ignorant?
Ignoring those lives, way too preoccupied with our achievements
Is our technology really an achievement?
Or a grain of sand in the enigmatic desert
Do we overlook the fact that there are others?
Others, somewhere out of reach
Someone of our own kind, or perhaps different
We are not the only ones
But yet we exist, in deep isolation, unaware of the happenings
Are we too frail to reach them?
Are we primitive, or the distances way too huge?
Of what use then is our technology?
If we cannot reach them
Are they calling us or inviting us?
Or waiting for our help?
Are they really there?
I wonder when humanity shall come out of this dilemma?

Ayush Goyal

Its our and only our life

Friday, 8 February 2013

A beautiful red sunset
Among the tall skyscrapers
Now here and now gone
As I got closer to my destination
In my comfortable car. 
But as we moved I saw
The people outside on the street
On the side walk, in other cars
In buses and some on the street
Some after a tiring day at the office
Others rushing home for the biryani
Some with the good news of promotion and still others with a lost job
Mothers bringing their children back from school
Listening to their daily after school chatter
Some waiting at the traffic signal
Hiding their frustration with life
Still here I have my life, and so do each one of us
Yet none can hope to understand but  theirs
I wonder about this enigma of life
As I near my destination

Assessing Virtual Reality Today

Saturday, 2 February 2013


Way back in 1965, Gordon Moore proposed what we now refer to as the Moore’s Law. According to it, computer power doubles itself every 2 years. In other words, a computer system that would have cost you Rs. 50000/- a couple of years ago, would now cost you only Rs. 25000/-.

So why am I telling you this? Virtual Reality is not a very popular technology today, due to the high costs, sophisticated equipment etc. But on applying Moore’s Law we can predict that it soon will be immensely popular. Ken Pimelat in the book Virtual Marketing predicted:

“Within one hundred years virtual reality could become a semi invisible service in society, like telephones, light switches, books, and television – a tool for communication, work, and pleasure that we use without thinking about it.”

Multimedia expert Ramesh Jain wrote:

“You might experience your friend's wedding in India, seeing what is happening, feeling the warm, humid air of the wedding hall, listening to conversations and the wedding music, and enjoying the taste and aroma of the food being served. You might experience all that and more while sitting at home in Montana on a frigid January morning.”

This makes us discuss whether the not-so-far popularity of VR will become a boon or a bane?
Personally, I feel that future VR and computer technology could positively change the world and bring it closer together.

VR-enhanced communications will allow those with restricted mobility, confined to their homes, to interact more fully and humanly with the outside world. Because they will use avatars and augmented and assistive technologies on the Internet, they need not reveal to anyone that they have a disability. People with learning disabilities will be able to share their experiences, feelings, and knowledge using communications assistance and augmentation.

Companies making virtual games are already in stiff competition. Introduction of VR in gaming will completely alter the way we look at entertainment. Computer entertainment will not only mean gaming, but putting yourself in a completely new place. You can go to a place to relax, to party, to ski or to tan, right from your home!

Critics still have a habit of exaggerating the addiction and mental problems related to computer games. Robert Coffey puts it really beautifully:

“It's oddly reassuring to be able to point at something you don't understand and blame it for something else you don't understand. Or don't want to devote a whole lot of thought to. It's a lot easier to hold Doom [a violent computer game] responsible for some horror than to figure out the role parenting, society, and good old-fashioned unexplainable craziness played.”

VR will also revolutionize a student’s mindset about education. Any normal child will tend to go into slumber while mugging form history textbooks or reading fat Shakespearean plays. Now imagine the impact VR will have when the child can actually be with Moses composing the twin tablets or be able to live the life of Mark Antony Julius Caesar!

VR will also be a boon to medical sciences. A VR project has already been set up and functioning in this field. It is called CAVE, short for Cave Automatic Virtual Environment. It is basically a cubical room, with all the walls having 3D LCD displays. These make a virtual image of the cells of the patient. The doctor can stand inside the virtually projected image of the cells and diagnose the disease. This has enabled doctors to understand and cure diseases much more efficiently than before.

I would like to conclude with these words:

“Interactive multimedia is experiential and sensory, you don't simply observe the object, you are the object. You enter into and become part of the landscape, not just a detached observer. The medium functions as an extension of the self, a reconfiguration of identity, dreams, and memories—blurring the boundaries between self and exterior. . . . The revolutionary nature of multimedia . . . lies in its potential to transform the human spirit.”

The plight of the rain...

Wednesday, 26 December 2012


The world is deteriorating with every passing day. Newspapers have become journals of crime. We humans are so preoccupied with killing each other that we do not pay heed to anything else. As a matter of fact, we are the only species on the planet that KILLS its own kind for amusement! Let me remind you here that the word ‘HUMAN’ also means ‘KIND’ and ‘GENTLE’. Heights of irony I’d say! With a picture of the result of this attitude, I have written a free verse on the buffet of reactions of people, to the rain. Enjoy reading...

I looked out the fenetra, the rain drops crackled;
The fragrance of the moist earth swirled.
Children savored, soaked with mud;
As they kicked the ball with the stud.
The parents gossiped, about last night’s fiesta;
In the balconies, having a siesta.
The aged admired their grandchildren play;
A smile brimming for a rendez – vous with childhood again;
Having lived their lives, a beautiful life;
Now watching their grandchildren play.
The truthful little souls, meditating on the game;
Unaware of the rocky life ahead.
The raindrops shimmered in the fainting rays;
The vibgyor in the sky;
Standing united like rays of the holy Ra.
The moist earth sailed in the nostrils;
Of the delivery boy, with the steaming pizzas.
A gush of heat in the cool eve struck their face;
A stench of fuel, as the car docked in;
Drops shattering on the bonnet like hailstones;
Fierce and mighty.
But on the occupied children’s faces;
The very same drops, refreshing drops of heaven.
And they all rejoiced as the rain poured;
From the Heavens to Mother Earth;
“I bow and beseech to every single one”, it says; “Then why?
‘Why do you interpret me differently?”
“Why does the pauper curse me shivering in the open skies?”
“Why do the bourgeoisie detest me under their umbrellas?”
“Why do the aristocrats ignore me under their mighty cemented roofs?”
“Who else loves me, but the farmer and the child?”

Ayush Goyal