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Monday, August 26, 2013

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Here I, volunteer for the dirt staring at me. Stumble over the mean mock-rock. Give away my urbane for bear hug. Let the craving carve t...
Friday, August 23, 2013

Thrill

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The ride. I take it everyday. Up down fast slow There is no end to it. My heart thumps. Gives me thrill! If you see me, Call. I mi...
Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Empathy

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What I saw and pitied today, later collapsed on me like some viral disease I caught through my sight. The story of anguish might be differe...
Monday, August 19, 2013

Protocol

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Independence and freedom to choose teach us life lessons which can never be forgotten. The room you live in becomes a wet-lab where experim...
Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Anonymous

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The screams of silence are deadly than those of noise. I hear them constantly inside me through nothingness. There is a void which pulls ...
Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Hell

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Last evening's events were just too tiresome to be given a shape of an article with details. For the first time in my life I faced such...
Sunday, August 4, 2013

Run

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Inspired from the experience at prestigious city event for the corporates - The Urban Stampede, Bangalore 2013.   It is the motion agains...
Thursday, August 1, 2013

Blushes

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After listening to the beautiful poetry - ' Do not go gentle into that good night ' read by Dylan Thomas himself, I thought to myse...
Monday, July 29, 2013

My Carnation

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Today, for the first time, I bought a flower for myself. A carnation. It is not of peach colour. Not even aboli. I do not know the exact co...
Sunday, July 28, 2013

Never group by

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My feet got a flavour of physical distance. That separation on their head, heavy and hurting, my lungs gasped. The air was not my buddy;...

Thirst

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There. Your eyes fixed on mine. Mine on yours. Fumes of anger, pain, psychosis, vengeance. I catch hold of delicate glasses on the table....

Let eyes do the talking

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Her smile was beautifully perfect, tailor made by nature with great care to suit her smart looks and match those wide brown eyes which glow...
Monday, July 22, 2013

shallow

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Where are you, O god of small things? The subliminal passions are calling on you. Barricades are broken. Virginity too. Let go off me, w...
Wednesday, July 17, 2013

You

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You laugh at our built - the soi-disant claims,  the shining cheapness in railways, on streets, the big bold bald bling. Yours is nor...
Friday, July 5, 2013

Distortions

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Around 10.45 pm 4th July Strange evening it was! Here goes the setting. First floor of Hypercity, a really bad flooring, grey tiles...
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Friday, June 21, 2013

Twenty of them

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There are twenty of them. I counted them once. Blue skin, twitchy veins lurching on my couch, study table, inside my closet. They foll...

An encounter

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She pushes me hard towards the edge of the door and swiftly makes her way through the crowd inside the 7:09 pm Panvel local at Kurla statio...
Thursday, June 20, 2013

Romance with nights at IIIT-H

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I dearly miss those late delights when I roamed alone on the streets of my campus, where I stayed for two crucial years of my life. There w...

Wind

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Neither here nor there, unlike any life form settled calm, moving stones, water alike, the cold, invisible shapeless, flowing on duty...
Tuesday, June 18, 2013

What did you do?

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A flight in a room towards the white light. It's not true, it's not true. Sometimes in a park on merry-go-round with - pretty ...
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