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Perfect Imperfections
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
I am an artist by living, and my work of art is my life – Suzuki I would want to know more about your life Mr Suzuki – living or dead. Read more and write even more about the same. We all realise how we spent our lives, once we at least get midway or […]
Mind Chatter
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
There was a sense of urgency because time was running out, the opportunity was cruel and mean. The stolen moments were entwined on that branch of old wood which hung in that gorge of peccadillo. It hung in the ether as though she said ‘statue’ to her. And then the broken glasses flew in the […]
Bungee Jump
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The sound of surrender was deafening with the fate perching on the top of that rocky mountain, watching that lone eagle, just released, on its unending expedition, mocking at the ego which takes a bungee jump and knows that the last point of return does not exist. In the untruth of the moment, a hollow […]
Pieces of me
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There was a story that begins and ends, sensational in its own right which might seem so wrong to the unending melange of meaningless. Strided undeterred, sometimes in the mind, like a tale in the books unwritten, they flew like pieces of me hither-thither. And now i gather them sometimes from the beach in the […]
Dil Maange More..
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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 […]
Touched
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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 […]
Whisper
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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
Obit
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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 […]
Unanswered
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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 […]
For Amma & Achan
Posted on September 17, 2009 Leave a Comment
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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