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Dare to know the Truth: August 2014
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Sunday, August 17, 2014. When the pain is old and the pen rusty…. The skies overcast…and a rhythmic rain…. I look for my forgotten friend…. In the attics of time. I look for that feeling…. But, the pen is rusty and the scar hidden. And, the relentless call of life…. I search and not find….
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Dare to know the Truth: February 2012
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Friday, February 17, 2012. The winter crept up stealthily behind…. Like an old friend…. And, embraced my weary soul. Embalming my wounds in its chilly blanket. I have wondered about this winter…. In my waking dreams. I have wrestled with shadows. Wondering about my being…. Torn apart with questions.
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Dare to know the Truth: August 2012
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Monday, August 20, 2012. Of Rains and Afternoons. The naughty rain…. And, lazy afternoon silently watch…. As, you breathe gently on my neck…. And, we ride on dawn’s chariot…. While, the world stops around us…. And, we move as one. As, waves of emotions wash over us. And, rain falls…. Abhishek....
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Dare to know the Truth: September 2011
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Monday, September 26, 2011. I watch the sea of life…. Break on the shores of eternity. And, I watch the endless parade…. Of lives without meaning. And, I cry…. Waiting, for the tears to be heard. While, I search for words. In the sunshine-less streets of the world. Somewhere, there is a saga.
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Dare to know the Truth: August 2011
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Thursday, August 4, 2011. She stands bereft of social trappings…. Beyond pretensions…and forced smiles…. She stands numb…. In the end, it counts to nothing…. A whole lot of mistakes and a few lies. Forgotten wildflowers…and, left behind ties. All, she has is life…. Taking her in….
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Dare to know the Truth: Shadows and Memories
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Sunday, August 17, 2014. When the pain is old and the pen rusty…. The skies overcast…and a rhythmic rain…. I look for my forgotten friend…. In the attics of time. I look for that feeling…. But, the pen is rusty and the scar hidden. And, the relentless call of life…. I search and not find….
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Dare to know the Truth: December 2012
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Monday, December 24, 2012. For Nirbhaya and Those Who Languish in Darkness. Her cries were drowned in laughter…. Her pain was buried in lust…. As, animals tore her apart. We have been silent…. We will always be…scared…hiding…. And, she will continue to be brutalized. As, we watch. As, it rains.
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Dare to know the Truth: Insanity and Us
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Dare to know the Truth. This blog is my reading of life, as I see it. You may call it poetry or streams of my consciousness but all you will get here is the purest part of a helpless dreamer who still believes. Tuesday, July 16, 2013. The clouds roll in…. Steady…Calm…Dark…. And, we burn. Like the world around us…. Bringing insanity to the fore…. Indulging in the dance of madness…. As, we embrace…. The mad rush…in the flow of life…. We seek each other…. To create…to think…to say…. And, we scream. Ishita&#...
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ATAullah's thingy: No man's land
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Thingy : Something unspecified whose name is either forgotten or not known. Saturday 15 January 2011. A feeling , a place or a thought ,. Be it a block , panic or just a hint of doubt ,. That chain of thought ,. Choses a sad place to stop. A black hole , like an unforgettable dream ,. Like darkness enjoying absence of its antonym ,. How have they all lived in this tree ,. When those branches form a bridge to this no man's creep? Filled with gloom , that land is ,. Sad it makes even in sunny days ,. You c...
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Life, In my choices: March 2010
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Thursday, March 11, 2010. I came across a stroke of unfailing satisfaction right there. Am I ‘Lost’? Is this decision the right thing I have taken? I aspire to be a good human being before being anyone else to the world at a large. However, the first step that I happened to take after high school seemed very exuberant until laze and lure for all the unwanted things came to the forefront and I can’t assess if I am in a position better than what I was in at the same juncture, last year. The building blocks...
