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The Vision Within: This New Country - Part 2: An Indian in the UK
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Saturday, April 09, 2011. This New Country - Part 2: An Indian in the UK. Then the classes started and the gruelling MA dragged me back to reality. Homework again. What was I thinking! But it was a dream come true after all. And slogging is the one thing dreams require. So I did. But by the time the Christmas holidays came along, I certainly needed a break. And once I got back to Falmouth, it wasn't long before the lift broke in my building...
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The Vision Within: 11/30/08 - 12/7/08
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Thursday, December 04, 2008. Her hair fills my hands. As thunder rolls through my ears. As the cerulean sea creeps upon the land. And touches the sky in a gentle horizon. The blueberries lie forgotten and lie sprawled across the sand. And the turquoise rug that cushioned their fall. My tears sear down my cheeks. And yet won’t warm. Her lips and her kisses. That are now a bitter blue. As her brilliant azure eyes. Gaze longingly at the heavens.
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The Vision Within: 4/4/10 - 4/11/10
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Saturday, April 10, 2010. The Stars Have Fallen. The night is calm. Clouds glow above the trees. And peer at the scarred moon. The tide has risen. And so have the stars. They glisten on the beach. The stars have fallen. Warmth in my hand. And the cold world falls away. As we tread on fallen stars. The wind brushes our hair. Flowing over the whispering sea. The sea that used to roar. Has been hushed and softened. The waves have fallen.
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The Vision Within: The Stars Have Fallen
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Saturday, April 10, 2010. The Stars Have Fallen. The night is calm. Clouds glow above the trees. And peer at the scarred moon. The tide has risen. And so have the stars. They glisten on the beach. The stars have fallen. Warmth in my hand. And the cold world falls away. As we tread on fallen stars. The wind brushes our hair. Flowing over the whispering sea. The sea that used to roar. Has been hushed and softened. The waves have fallen. And t...
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The Vision Within: 4/3/11 - 4/10/11
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Saturday, April 09, 2011. This New Country - Part 2: An Indian in the UK. Then the classes started and the gruelling MA dragged me back to reality. Homework again. What was I thinking! But it was a dream come true after all. And slogging is the one thing dreams require. So I did. But by the time the Christmas holidays came along, I certainly needed a break. And once I got back to Falmouth, it wasn't long before the lift broke in my building...
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The Vision Within: 3/6/11 - 3/13/11
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Friday, March 11, 2011. Is Sex Education for Primary School Kids a Bad Thing? I started out thinking this would be a music blog but I’m thinking of turning it into one where I can express my thoughts on pretty much any subject. Hope it works. Any woman in India, or who has been to India, will tell you about the lechers and eve-teasers that fill every corner of the country. Most men will not think twice about staring at a woman, licking ...
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The Vision Within: Inferno
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Sunday, July 05, 2009. As her fingers crawl. Nerves screaming with agony. Sizzling tongues have reached my waist. I shudder as she takes a taste. As she licks the skin off my bones. And crawls up my spine. Her fingers creep up my arms. Singing hair above my clenching palms. The agony as she bites into my skin and creeps into my flesh. She engulfs me furious, ravenous, and glorious. My skin turns to paper as she engulfs me. Thanks a ton man!
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The Vision Within: 9/28/08 - 10/5/08
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Monday, September 29, 2008. They stretch out as far as the eye can see. A Million doors line the scene. Each step leads to other myriad courses. This life seems anything but free. It seems I have wandered off again. There is a road where none should have been. It has led me back to the crossroads I had passed. Somewhere on the horizon behind me. I had been here many moons before. And had walked with certainty through that door. Where such c...
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The Vision Within: 8/3/08 - 8/10/08
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Friday, August 08, 2008. Back from the Brink. The dust and pollen choke my throat and nostrils. And give rise to horrific discharge. Vociferous sneezes echo through the halls. As handkerchiefs fill the laundry barge. Tears fill these bloodshot eyes. As coughs gallop forth after. Guttural moans and agonized cries. Emanate from this face filled with plaster. Fever heats a furrowed brow. Will the world end today? And sip I do with oohs and aahs.
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The Vision Within: This New Country - Part 1
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All that flows over these pages, are visions I have seen within. Monday, March 14, 2011. This New Country - Part 1. It's been quite a journey, these last couple of years. So many wonders, new friends, so many sacrifices, so many guilt-ridden moments, so much pain and joy and meh-ness and so much joy rolled into one magnificent voyage. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. This New Country - Part 1. There was an error in this gadget. There was an error in this gadget.
