It's all a clutter, these things really are. Strewn around stuff, books, bottles, sounds, colors...just lying everywhere. I organize them, arrange them in neat patterns but as soon as I am done,
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looking
from the balcony,
of an Indian Airline Jet,
standing still,
somewhere,
somehow,
around kalkaji sec-46.
I imagine mehtaji
a proud kabhari of a raddiwala,
who knows his books,
but gives`em
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Holi
Holi
a Festival of Season Change
Holi
Holi
a Festival after a demon is dead.
& Holi
is still far
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The privilege to delve in philosophical inquiry and nature of self, is a rare one. It involves not only a satisfied stomach, but also an inquisitive mind, for a stomach satisfied without an
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My vagina is non judgmental, everyone comes and goes, but to my vagina, it really doesn't matter. My vagina just feels pleasure at having them over, without thinking of their
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realized,
still two stops from C sec,
as I look up,
at the charted destiny,
which this train is for,
bound.
Multicolored milieu,
which crowd around
sleeping,dreaming,dreading,
awake, knowing,
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The only motorable road in Mukteshwar enters from east of the town, where the market is, shops line the left side of the road, as it goes up meandering
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4.
Kalyani is a calm quiet city on the banks of grey Narmada. Dusty from an evening squall, Kalyani welcomed the caravan of Ravianand with subtle modesty, at the gates the company was awaited by two
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1.
No known myth or record has been found in India medieval history about saint Ravianand Chalal, who was supposed to be influential and active in and around the Himachal area of north India. Like so
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As the dusk dawned on the city and the punishing sun receded behind the wall of rooftops, leaving just enough light to make things visible to the naked eye, a sudden coolness
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Slowly, like someone who is tired and weary, the footsteps came closer with each desolate step and finally stopped in front of a door, at the end of the gallery, behind which, sat a bearded young
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I am lost. Hopelessly lost. I have broken off and gotten detached. No more cohesion or uniformity. The sense of absurd is growing more than ever, and every day I can feel myself
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Red.57, 56
Wait. Of a minute.
55, 54, 53
Nothing to do, apart from staring at the traffic outside and waiting, waiting for the light to turn green, waiting for our turn to go, waiting for something
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Their eyes were burning, burning with lust, passion and contempt. He could see all that contempt in her eyes as did she in his, while he increased his thrusts and she , her moans. Intertwined like
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No known myth or record has been found in India medieval history about saint Ravianand Chalal, who was supposed to be influential and active in and around the Himachal area of north India. Like so
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The term necrophilia is mostly used as a psychiatric expression for a pathological sexual attraction to corpses. It is a very rare and poorly understood phenomenon. In his seminal 1894
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When its done,
I wont turn on the light,
Satisfied or not
I promise I will stay by your side.
Thinking, hoping, wishing,
That you would look at me,
Bite at my arm with complaining eyes,
Nibble at my
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At night, I woke up shivering,
Quivering, quirky dreams
Dreaming.
Salty sweat covered my body,
As i lay, lay dreaming of you,
And your death.
The funeral procession,
An orthodox obsession,
Was
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Eulogizing a brook, Tennyson wrote, 'For men may come, and men may go, but I go on forever '. Same can be said of a tree, though the sense of motion is absent in this analogy.
Like that tree outside
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Legacy. Your own personal inheritance from your predecessor. Must be good to have your own personal gift to avail when you enter this world.
Imagine a proud father looking at his son showing the
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Ishan,
I have seen you create demons and angels out of the atomic blanket of atmosphere.
Seen you talk for hours in perfectly structured sentences without making sense to the surrounding.
Seen you ...
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I was feeling rather vague and utterly meaningless while Vishnu stood smoking, bringing out rings of smoke through his mouth. My solemn cigarette consumed smoke and gave out the same. I abstained ...
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looking
from the balcony,
of an Indian Airline Jet,
standing still,
somewhere,
somehow,
around kalkaji sec-46.
I imagine mehtaji
a proud kabhari of a raddiwala,
who knows his books,
but gives`em ...
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