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Jul 17, 2011, 1:50 pm
Its been almost a year without posts. Strangely, since I never had that incessant urge that I used to have.
Maybe today, things would be different. Maybe I would have like to dream, to go beyond my routine, to expect. Maybe this is what I will call my intermission bell, for my post quarter-life lac... Comment - Like
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Jan 8, 2011, 1:35 am
I wish I could start off like this: "I read a fantastic piece of writing today about how multivariate Indian brides could be. It was brilliant; sprinkled generously with dollops of unrelated metaphors and dashes of wit and sarcasm. Tongue-in-cheek, as quoted by a friend. I love tongue-in-cheek. ... Comment - Like
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Aug 24, 2010, 8:41 am
Can we start everything all over again? Can we go back to those days, when I was a loner in the middle bench, and I found you beautiful but couldn't compel my heart to think that way, only because you're too charming, too sought after, & too out of my league(I dint even have a 'league').
Can we go b... Comment - Like
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Aug 24, 2010, 8:40 am
I know that you should follow your heart. It says what it means, and leaves the rest to you. If you think it over, you may misjudge what it wants to say. You may take peoples' opinions, go for a cost-benefit analysis, ponder over the fact whether its risky, or otherwise willingly try to procrastinat... Comment - Like
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Dec 4, 2009, 11:13 am
Flying with a cute-bird
to love you, would be a moment's madness,to dream, would be a frantic chase,to look into your orbs, would be like in heaven up above,to die, in your arms,would be like a jewel in a maze. Comment - Like
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Nov 19, 2008, 10:56 am
Death is never the death of one.
Death, all forms of it, is the death of uncountable things. The wiping of them from time and space. A permanent loss.
We do not mourn death for this. We mourn death either for the incompleteness of the life preceding it, or the loss of what that life meant to us.
But... Comment - Like
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Nov 5, 2008, 12:14 pm
There comes a point in life, when a person becomes truly self sustaining.
The kind without shells, lies, masks, or quiet corners to get back to. This is rare, and might take many lifetimes to get to. This happens only when one has enough substance in oneself to be rooted where it matters through sto... Comment - Like
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Oct 21, 2008, 11:04 am
Tuun-taan-tuun-tuun-taan. I sleepily set my monophonic alarm in my mobile for another ten minutes. Head buzzing, a quick train of technicolour thoughts of what's gonna happen the rest of the day, and what is yet undone from the day before, takes up most of my REM sleep, before I finally sit-up on th... Comment - Like
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Oct 3, 2008, 1:16 pm
I am sad. Yeah. Thats me speaking. You don't fucking believe me. Shit. Does anyone care? I don't. Who the fuck does? Life's a bitch. Love's a bitch. But don't you frigging worry, I ain't bitching! Nope, thats not me. Absolutely not. Not at all. Am I just being a miserable moron? Maybe. Shit. Throw '... Comment - Like
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Sep 30, 2008, 8:46 am
This drink was not mine. The opaque yellowish orange liquid that grossly reminded of mashed pumpkin filtered and served in an unflattering cocktail glass. They call it Tom Collins. I call it duhhh....
They played Chadti Jawani on the synthesiser just across the corner we huddled in (unreasonably h... Comment - Like
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Sep 24, 2008, 8:54 am
On days, you feel perfect. Like the best girl ever.
Like you don't need words to crib to. Sharp, coarse, audacious, sneering words. Handpicked to smirk with. Just perfect to rest your heart on and sigh, this dearie, is a bad, bad world. Not yours to dream for.
And then you walk back to the bits of... Comment - Like
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Sep 22, 2008, 11:30 am
...OR Top 10 signs to look out for when you aren't sure of your relationship, and looking for a change.
When you don't notice her make-up, the expensive haircut, the designer salwar 'coz, as quoted by a fellow blogger-man, "... they become facts then, and facts often inspire less reaction than they... Comment - Like
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Aug 29, 2008, 1:17 pm
Bangali. Sudhui khaoya. Daal, bhat ar maach. Dudh(na khele hobe na bhalo chele). Ilish macher paturi r pore mouri. Duto rosogolla, ar ektu chanachur(beshi khele "gash" hobe,Carmozyme tao sesh hoye geche). Ladh. Ladh khaoyar por boss er galagaal. Puishaker ghonto(macher matha diye). Sukkurbaar aphish... Comment - Like
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Aug 28, 2008, 4:45 am
Before the favourite boy said the funniest thing at the Metro station and the favourite best friend stopped sounding funny altogether, I loved sleepwalking. And there was no daylight, no scraped knees, no swear words shoved under spoon fulls of chocolate ice cream. And when the bus took the scary ro... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
I did'nt stop cursing them as I banged open the door to my mezzanine floor. Infuriated by the lesser mortals that I have to share my living space with, I cursed my life thinking how I would...and then, I saw it!
A Christmas tree put up on our table. Standing on a corner beside the heap of old, torn ... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
City...of joy?
My City. She's like my ex-girlfriend. Howsoever much she's hurt me, however much we have been there, done that, however she might have shattered me into pieces at times, and did'nt let me go beyond the boundaries of expected realizations; I just cannot move on. I still cannot get over... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
or No, this is not another post on how "Since the economy is 66% consumer driven, when consumer spending slows, the GDP begins to fall. Consumer spending slows for a multitude of reasons: when the consumer can no longer get reasonable credit rates, when he's fearful of loosing his job, when his debt... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
My red side-bag didn't have an umbrella. To tell you the truth, even my red side-bag shouldn't have been there. It doesn't at all go with my pinstriped trousers and my formal shirt; even no more with the corporate sewage that I carry home, as my extra baggage, everyday. Looks more like a weathered a... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Sunshine on my shoulders, made me happy
Sunshine on my eyes, should have made me cry
Sunshine on the rainbow, have looked so lovely
Sunshine, the rarest, faded in time.
Some things, in the world, looks so simple
Others, can be there, just for a while,
When I, looked out, I saw the moonbeams,
To play... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
It's fascinating to meet different people, in the same City, who think differently. It shows sometimes that you aren't a recluse. It shows that people can have independent thoughts, have different prerogatives, and ideologies, living out of the same length and breadth of the City. The same chayer do... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Birthday. Friends with a heart-shaped chocolate cake. Songs and a lots of laughter. Eating till your belly bulges out first, farting it out later. Smoking up under the shade of broken bricks, under the open sky, as open as it can be in a thriving metropolis. Friends again, this time with a goo-ey ch... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
Give. Take. Life is. will be. to die for. have. wants. desire. change. common. happiness(in pursuit of). Monotony(the order of the day). Defeat(only when you compare). brutal arrows of self inflicting pain(ha ha ha :) fooled you!). of pretty desires. dreams in a corner. of blurry red and yellow. lig... Comment - Like
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
"In sooth I know not why I am so sad..."
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And there, over the wanton wisps of her hair,
Through the white sinewy threads of string,
She wreaths a poem with her mystic air,
A pensive gaze, a Monalisa smile,
And she waits for her Romeo, forever
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As the salty breeze makes love to her hair.
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Ju... Comment - Like
Sthito S. posted an article on
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Dec 31, 1969, 7:00 pm
I think, therefore I am human,
With wild ramblings
And incoherence
Filled with high hopes and serendipity.
When I try to understand you,
When I give all I have
When I ponder over sweet, fleeting tales
Of lullabies which makes me not sleep,
But brings me back to life.
With reason, and logic, and with... Comment - Like
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