The Motivation to Work

One question that everyone needs to ask themselves.
What is my motivation to work. If any one has an answer as Money, then thats the end of a career. I would be more sad if that answer comes from a person who has an IQ above 150. The motivation for work is to return something to the society. People doing science would be the first among them. Work in academia, research hard, finding something new and give it back to the society. People would work more on the findings to find something new, which is applied back to better our lives.
What would be the resultant if everyone was working just to fill bank accounts with money. Using all your talent just to satisfy yourself and your family. Resultant would be that you would work only during your office hours, 8 hours or whatever that is told to you to work for, you hate your job, want to get out of your office the moment you get in, wail away all the time you have, what is the use of such a person to the society. I have seen scientists who crave for time, who work day and night just to satisfy their passion to excel. Its so unfair that all the worthy and the unworthy have the same amount of time. I hate people who have tons of time at their hands but do nothing. Motivation for work should not be money, should never be.

The Pain in Love

It's the voice of helplessness,
which at this time, is out of control...
should I blurt out my wishes,
and break you tight in arms?
Can't figure out what I need,
have no idea what to do,
should I snatch you, or let go...

What should I do at this moment to get some peace,
let there be more, more noise of breaths which move towards the flame,
let there be more, more noise of breaths which rise towards the heat,
let there be more, lets get more and let them burn even more...

I meet you for the first time, every time,
the turmoil of passion burns me alive,
it's the voice of helplessness my love,
should I snatch you or leave you,
should I ask for you or let you go the other way...

I have become a string tangled in wishes, come untangle..
I am a knock at your closed doors, please open..
My helplessness is staying in the heart,
come to me, lets live and while living, we'll live the dream..
there shall be more, more noise of breaths which shall move towards the flame,
there shall be more, more noise of breaths which shall rise towards the heat,
there shall be more, we shall get more and they shall burn even more..

Desires dont't stop even when stopped;
When a realm of emotions erupt, no one knows what burns and where,
the flames of wishes shiver the body and soul;
because of this fear, they would burn even more...

It's the voice of my helplessness,
its out of control and its killing me...

-Irshaad Kamil - hats off to you

You know you're alive when...

If you are moving
with an eagerness in your heart,
then you are alive..
if you're moving
with the sparks of dreams in your eyes,
then you're alive..
learn to live freely
like the gusts of wind,
Learn to flow in waves,
like a river does..
Meet every moment
with your arms open,
Every moment these eyes should
watch a new weather,
If you're moving with
a bewilderment in your eyes
then you are alive,
If you are moving
with an eagerness in your heart,
then you are alive..

...ZNMD