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Can't find the girl anymore.... 3 Jun 2011 | 07:40 pm
I knew a girl once. I remember the girl was sweet. She would cry when she saw a stray dog beaten up. Her face glowed and eyes glittered when she earned a friendly smile or an encouraging tap. Her hea...
What it takes .... 31 May 2011 | 07:12 am
Misery may be a standard currency in the land where you come from; where, with it, you can buy livelihood, respect and love. In my kingdom all it buys is pity. For all else there is just a barter of ...
I'll be me. Always ! ! 26 May 2011 | 05:40 am
You cannot take away from me that what I am; like nails on my fingers it will be stuck stubbornly to me. Cut it, batter it, injure it all you can; all you'll manage to take away is the dead part of me...
The victory 14 Nov 2010 | 03:16 am
A roaring sea captured in a small canister What a suffocating irony The face and the soul A face that doesn't betray the soul Words that fail feelings The heart paints its walls with a thousand colors...
Thoughts 14 Oct 2010 | 08:14 pm
Cheques, good will and sumone's love for you; don't cash in on all of it now. You may need it for future
Thanks Mr/Ms Uncivilized 7 Oct 2010 | 03:09 am
Today 5.30 in the evening. I took a mattress, Angels n Demons by Dan Brown, a bottle of water and my cell phone and went to my favorite place, the terrace. The sky was orange with a huge tendency tow...
The bike ride 13 Sep 2010 | 06:11 pm
I went with my bro for a long ride on Hosur Road to Electronic City on his bike. It feels really nice when the bike is running at 90 and you can just close your eyes and feel the wind going past your...
Just being me 6 Sep 2010 | 06:54 am
I wanted to put in what is going through my mind right now...but then I feel blank.... no particular direction in my thoughts is there. I want to be able to write something like my other blogger frie...
If someday I call you..... 5 Sep 2010 | 06:20 am
If someday I call you; will you meet me at a moments notice? Will you let me cry on your shoulders n not ask me why; neither console nor quiet me. Will you just let me cry till my eyes dry If someday...
