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Noise

  • Aug. 19th, 2009 at 1:06 AM

Too much noise,
how will over it be heard my voice?
because its different?
because its true?
because sometimes it seems like,
it has escaped from the zoo?
Will it be serendipity?
Will it be earned?
Will it be at all?
Que cera cera, carpe diem is all good,
if only now my heart understood.

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Another Goodbye

  • Jul. 15th, 2009 at 11:38 AM

The eye beside the mirror,
the girl under the window,
short lived guests,
who arrived last minute,
now gone.
Did you really think you were leaving an indelible mark?
Did you really think it gets easier with time?
  • Location:Kolkata
  • Mood: moody moody
  • Music:Raindrops

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Sunshine

  • Sep. 18th, 2008 at 8:18 AM

Sadness spread across the sky as stealthily as dark clouds swallow the golden sky...One moment you lookup into golden glory and bathe in the warmth of the bountiful sun, in the other, you're chilled to the bone and all is grey and all is rumble. The window of change was so quick, you didn't even blink and you missed it.

You shiver against the cruel winds that pierce through you. You crave for heat, it only gets colder... And you scream but it only causes a flicker of heat to arise in you. The flicker does its bit to make you that bit warmer. It makes you smile a private knowing smile.

You keep screaming, trying to outdo the rumble, which keeps drowning you out...but your private knowing smile only grows bigger, with each scream you get warmer, until the chill can get to you no more, until the rumble and hurt your ears no more, and you are sunshine, bountiful and warm, all by yourself.


P.s- This is dedicated to everyone who's woken up any morning with a large smile on their face for no reason at all :)

P.p.s- Livejournal is mean. What kind of way is "Is your stomach fat?" to greet someone when they log in to blog after a whole while. Mean mean mean livejournal. Bad. Sigh.

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Deeper

  • Jul. 10th, 2008 at 2:57 AM

I keep dipping the pen deep within me,
hoping fountains shall spring forth...
all that ever emerge are trickles,
trickles of emotion, left over passion,
trickles, always trickles,
I dip the pen deeper, hoping the fountains shall spring forth...
  • Location:Room
  • Mood: contemplative contemplative
  • Music:Mumbai

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Stranger

  • Jun. 25th, 2008 at 12:15 AM

Fiction reveals the truth that reality obscures.
Reality bites.
But if truth is stranger than fiction,
and to strangers we mustn't talk,
then why do they tell us to tell the truth?
  • Mood: blah blah

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Somewhere I belong

  • May. 23rd, 2008 at 11:56 AM

Wake up, run, smile, work, talk, sleep.
Patterns, pretty patterns.
Suddenly an elusive incongruity catches your eye,
and you chase...
Buildings, cars, noise, laughter, music, fast lanes,
whirling, swirling, everyday all around.
Breathe.
Pause.
And quiet beckons.
You try to turn to nature. Still green, endless, vast...
and the quiet grows too loud.
A deep plunge and back.
Buildings, cars, noise, laughter, music, fast lanes,
whirling, swirling, everyday all around.
This is where I belong.
The stillness is not for me.
  • Location:Hostel
  • Mood: artistic artistic
  • Music:Molto Vivace

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Fourth Last Endsem

  • Apr. 20th, 2008 at 8:42 PM

We will not go quietly into the night!
We will not vanish without a fight!
We're going to live on!
We're going to survive!
Today we celebrate the fourth-last-endsem-ever day!

This is dedicated to Ayn Rand, orkut, yahoo, gyach, gaim, gtalk, gmail, the graduate, e-cack, lan and internet for having been constant company to endsems till date. As I sit to mug, one fourth last time for endsems in IIT, I find myself blogging and smirking :)

Statutory Warning: All of the above was performed by a trained professional. Do not try these stunts at home.
  • Location:Powai
  • Mood: grumpy grumpy

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Senti meant?

  • Apr. 20th, 2008 at 8:10 PM

Darkness descends, a strange quiet pervades,
This is really coming to an end...

So little time, so much to do,
So many people, so few I knew.

It has been quiet before, but never in my head,
what is it I dread?

The voices, the voices have stopped singing...
Come back...

The grand hopes, aspirations, expectations...

It's been quiet before, but never in my head,
What is it I dread?

The magic, the magic has stopped ringing,
come back...
  • Mood: busy busy

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

Dedicated to all those who love daaru

  • Apr. 16th, 2008 at 9:33 PM

Bewda Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna
Bewda Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Bewde Se Mann, Ki Dekho Bewdi Hain Baatein
Bewde Se Mann, Ki Dekho Bewdi Hain Baatein

Bevdi Se Dhadkaane Hain, Bewdii Hain Saansen
Bevdi Si Karwaton Se, Nindiya Door Bhaage
Bevde Se Nain Chaahe, Bevde Jharokhon Se, Bevde Nazaron Ko Takna.
Bewda Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Bewde Se Is Jahan Main Bewda Ek Saath Ho
Is Sayani Bheed Main Bas Haathon Mein Tera Haath Ho
Bevdi Si Dhun Ho Koi, Bevda Ek Raag Ho
Bevdi Si Dhun Ho Koi, Bevda Ek Raag Ho
Bevde Se Pair Chahen, Bevde Tarano Ke, Bevde Se Bol Pe Thirakna.
Bewda Mann Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna

Bevda Sa Ho Andhera, Bevdi Khamoshiyan
Bevda Sa Ho Andhera, Bevdi Khamoshiyan
Thartharati Low Ho Maddham, Bevdi Madhoshiyan
Bevda Ek Ghooghta Chahe, Haule Haule Bin Bataye, Bevde Se Mukhde Se Sarakana,
Bevda Mann, Dekhne Chala Ek Sapna
  • Mood: amused amused

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

What a wonderful world

  • Dec. 4th, 2007 at 12:01 PM

All everyone ever wants to say seems to have been said in some song or the other already... and said beautifully too. Unless I can make something more beautiful, I shall seek refuge in the beauty of music and lyrics :)
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see trees of green........ red roses too
I see em bloom..... for me and for you
And I think to myself.... what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue..... clouds of white
Bright blessed days....dark sacred nights
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are also on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do
Theyre really sayin......i love you.

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
Theyll learn much more.....than Ill never know
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world

(instrumental break)

The colors of a rainbow.....so pretty ..in the sky
Are there on the faces.....of people ..going by
I see friends shaking hands.....sayin.. how do you do
Theyre really sayin...*spoken*(I ....love....you).

I hear babies cry...... I watch them grow
*spoken*(you know their gonna learn
A whole lot more than Ill never know)
And I think to myself .....what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself .......what a wonderful world.
  • Location:Home
  • Mood: calm calm
  • Music:what a wonderful world

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If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all who claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think everything you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told you should want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic.

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