Archive for May, 2007

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Darkness

May 31, 2007

You asked me if I was scared of Darkness.
You laughed aloud when I said ‘Yes’.
You never asked why; you brushed it aside,
Wondered not, if darkness to me was outside or inside.

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Realisation

May 31, 2007

We said “from now there is only You and Me”
And then we came back to being “We”
We thought nothing’s lost,
We felt we only got,
Never realised, we gave up being free.

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Blinds

May 31, 2007

What is that she searches for?
What is it that she finds?
In an open field for her to see
Or is it behind closed blinds?

windowblinds.jpg

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Kuch nahi..aise hi

May 31, 2007

I dont have much to say right now. But this bloody desperate urge to type something on the gingerpage will not let me work till I say. So ….

Soap Operas could also be known as Sob-Operas.

I am surprised when people say someone up there is sending me signs
Coz all the signs I receive seem like they are being sent from someone down there.

Water and salt and sugar gulped down ice cold actually feels nice. I didn’t know this. Now I do.

Bangers and Mash – Pork Sausages and Mashed Potato with Brown Onion Sauce. Yummmmmmmmmmm.

More movies like Cheeni Kum should be released. Lovable movie.

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blah blah blah

May 30, 2007

i am fed up with msword.
msword is screwing my life.
bloody fonts. bloody tables. bloody font sizing.bloody capitals.
if i could write like this i would write like this.

&%^*#$ @& right now big time by blah blah blah..the formatting is not right..blah blah blah.

grrrrr

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He sang I sing

May 30, 2007

He sang

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines

I sing

Every minute is getting longer, lonliness is the guest and I am the host
Plans that always come to a naught and half a paragraph of a half-heartedly typed post.

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Sound

May 30, 2007

It’s the sound of your voice that tells me its you.

Not the words that you say. Those will change.
Not the meaning of what you say. That will also change.

But the sound will be there. Deep inside me. As clear as the sound of silence that now surrounds you and me.