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THAT SCRIBBLER | who paints pictures. in mind. with words. or at least tries. | Page 2
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Who paints pictures. in mind. with words. or at least tries. Newer posts →. Prays with every breath in him:. 8220;Just a few more breaths.”. I celebrate my limits. Somebody once said to me,. There is a hole in the world. Can you not see? Don’t worry , he implored. It’s not a defect. For us to explore beyond. To reach the wider universe. Great, I thought. He speaks so true, does he not? Enjoy your trip, I waved him off. But leave me be in my worldly world. With my books and my pens. The rattle of the trees.
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Knife of ignorance – The words untrammelled..
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December 3, 2016. December 3, 2016. The ice knife of ignorance,. Destroys serene innocence;. It strikes the heart,. Breaking it apart;. Without a single trace of blow,. Only water drops would flow;. Leaving no sign of pierce,. Bloodless pain full of tears;. Invisible and hidden,. The act is forgiven;. Time heals the wound,. But with a loud tear sound;. But the knife easily escapes,. Not leaving a single trace. Words flow when the heart is brimmed with emotions! I love to get drenched in them! Liked by 1 ...
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gardening – theangrysaint
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Exploring life, one tank of fuel at a time. Spicing things up in 2017. 2016 was an eventful one to say the least and this year is all about turning the heat up on things. Pushing the envelope, exploring new stuff and being on the limit. Guess the chilli tree in the window agrees too, which is why: Mirchi ghya mirchi, laal tikhat mirchi, Khidkeetli mirchi… #mepanshetkari 😀 Happy New…. Lessons from the Chilli Plant. A neo-classical motorcycle affair. My Square Cropped Life. Follow Blog via Email. Just ano...
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aamchi maati aamchi maansa – theangrysaint
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Exploring life, one tank of fuel at a time. Tag: aamchi maati aamchi maansa. Spicing things up in 2017. 2016 was an eventful one to say the least and this year is all about turning the heat up on things. Pushing the envelope, exploring new stuff and being on the limit. Guess the chilli tree in the window agrees too, which is why: Mirchi ghya mirchi, laal tikhat mirchi, Khidkeetli mirchi… #mepanshetkari 😀 Happy New…. A neo-classical motorcycle affair. My Square Cropped Life. Follow Blog via Email. From t...
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Life – theangrysaint
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Exploring life, one tank of fuel at a time. Bruised, she lay still on the ground. She knew she’d never meet her favourite flowers or soar into the bright blue skies again. But she put her pain aside and spread those wings one last time, for she wanted to show everyone just how beautiful this broken world can be…. Spicing things up in 2017. Reason to Love: the beginning…. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, the heavens open up on us… Out by the window, the raindrops start to gather. Lining up on the g...A caree...
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Spicing things up in 2017 – theangrysaint
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Exploring life, one tank of fuel at a time. Spicing things up in 2017. January 2, 2017. 2016 was an eventful one to say the least and this year is all about turning the heat up on things. Pushing the envelope, exploring new stuff and being on the limit. Guess the chilli tree in the window agrees too, which is why: Mirchi ghya mirchi, laal tikhat mirchi, Khidkeetli mirchi… #mepanshetkari 😀. Happy New Year everyone! Aamchi maati aamchi maansa. Bike Spotting: Bajaj M80 Custom. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Overcoming My Biggest Fear | THAT SCRIBBLER
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Who paints pictures. in mind. with words. or at least tries. Drawing Everyday: Day 2 and Going Out on A Limb (Taking Risks) →. Overcoming My Biggest Fear. A story that I could sooo relate to:. Not so long ago, by the smoke of a campfire, some of my friends decided to talk about their biggest fears. It was this big thing. They went around in a circle and said things like:. Snakes. hands down! Then suddenly it was my turn. I was awfully quiet. What are. Why was I the odd one out? This bothered me for.
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Merry Christmas – Aesthetic Miradh
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I think Therefore I am -Cogito Ergo Sum. December 25, 2016. With Christ in my heart and Christmas in the air;. I wish a Merry Christmas to one and all. Hope Santa has something special in store for you. Posted in Just when I don't know anything. The Truth About Beauty. 7 thoughts on “ Merry Christmas. December 25, 2016 at 1:49 pm. Liked by 1 person. December 25, 2016 at 3:38 pm. Liked by 1 person. December 25, 2016 at 4:02 pm. And a very Merry Christmas to you! Liked by 1 person. Liked by 1 person. A wom...
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my indelible ink | Page 2
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Newer posts →. My business is to create. So two months ago, yearning to link our lives to the tiny everyday creative works of art around us, a friend and I decided to make a three-minute travel video about the city I was living in, at that point. What started out as a casual exchange of messages with a link for the competition and a Hey, maybe we should do this! PS: A big thank you to everyone for all the love and support on our youtube channel! Posted in Video Portrait. Travel Film Scholarship 2012.
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The Beauty of Silence.. – muffled voice..!
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Letz explore your unexpressed you in yourself! September 13, 2016. September 13, 2016. The Beauty of Silence. From hours to days. And days to months. From months to years. And years to infinite. You will never be out of her mind. She was dying that time when you refused that beautiful evening under the stars… but never told you. She was falling apart that time when you were leaving out from the story of her lifeless life… but never told you. Only he could be the peace of her stormy nights! Click to share...
