Monthly Archives: September 2009

Dil Maange More..

We all forget or cease to think..and keep wanting more..Like ‘Dil Maange more’ is so right a campaign. We want endlessly for that one or two. For which we even roll in the mud and even do a cross country trek. It evidently shows how much we value the existing achievements, if it is there […]

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Touched

Last week was an action packed one for me. I got a promotion from being a Design Head to Team Head (Online Operations). And the most touching mail that I got I need to put it up here cos it deserves to be here. Wanted to wish you a luck for your new avtaar It […]

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Whisper

Like that sculpture from the recluse cave Holding onto the flitting rays of a lone candle Steps on the cold ripples over the singing stream Hearing a whisper that sounded like a promise Takes a deep breath, in the reflection Gazes at her first expression. Written on Thursday, November 04, 2004

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Obit

I was deeply shocked to read about Shama Futehally Chowdhury’s passing away today, in the newspaper. She had been my neighbour some years back and i always remember her to be so very pleasant whenever she met me and can never forget how she once made my day by saying ‘you look so beautiful like […]

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Unanswered

Cross-examining a misguess of a vast audience to have heard, understood loud and unclear and interpreted in the manner as I would have forced them to believe along the echoes of my ruminations but then I found that the thoughts innumerable are always allowed and each question need not be answered. Written on Thursday, December […]

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For Amma & Achan

Early morning breeze created ripples on the silent estranged distributary of Ganges, Met me when I walked over the rocks on the shore covered by the shining dew drops, When I heard a bhajan from the distant temple over the mountain, I bowed down, chose to meditate and pray not to Gods this time, But […]

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Khajuraho 2005

The air had so many tales to say, Some heard, some imagined, some interpreted. As much as one sees the life in its glory Child and the mother, a king and the warrior, a beast or the beauty The song of desires appears as though one turned page by page and unravelled those illustrations; sometimes […]

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Lost and found

Rummaging through the shroud of mystery on the other side of the mind When the souls are out on a rejuvenation trip to an unknown island this time Was when i discovered a carcass of some latent desire buried in a time frame Which seems like just that day from the past. When I blew […]

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Always

Of the becoming of a fake artist, performing a street play, always, painting a smile over that pain, touching up those patches of fate, on that mammoth canvass, perched on that wheel chair, behind the curtains, waiting for it to dry, always. Written on Monday, February 07, 2005

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Like thats

Like that sweet music of flute playing behind that mountain Like that village which still exists with an open door concept Like that grand procession of a beautiful princess Like that shepherd lying in the middle of the green field Like that spinner who decides to buy bangles for his wife Like that postman who […]

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