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Random Musings: January 2010
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Monday, January 25, 2010. Will Someday . I? I don't know . An evening in the woods with the light breeze and the orange sky;. Where the leaves were on a walking spree . I stood there in; such a soothing atmosphere;. Thinking of her , before; I could think of anything else. How will it be ; when, I will be walking with her. The way, she would hold my hand;. The roots of confusion;.
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Random Musings: July 2013
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Thursday, July 25, 2013. Words; not always! When some one does not receive expected words,. When dear ones change their priorities,. When one puts his head down with an unspoken regret. When one remains silent with all the bursting feelings,. When one finds a ray of light in closed questions,. When a defeat occurs even after preparation. When one loses at the victory line,. The stars un...
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Random Musings: And then, She saw me
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, July 08, 2012. And then, She saw me. Her eyes had no idea about me looking at her. I saw her gazing at the girls passing by,. And her eyebrows answered with an envious look. She adjusted her hair against the slight storm within her and. Finished it with a satisfaction on her face. I saw her tapping her feet in rhythm. And her lips singing a silent song. With no moments to break.
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Random Musings: November 2008
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, November 30, 2008. Though not so potent, as the stream gush down the foothill,. But sluggishly, the little droplets descended the cheeks;. Those salty drops which composed the hurt in the feelings . A disturbed sensation in the heart,. Conforming with, a desire to wing across the sky, with those unborn wings;. The beauty of the first light of the day at the dawn;.
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Random Musings: On that day
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, July 14, 2013. The singing birds with the golden trees create a beautiful aura. The passing whistle of the trains always hum a melody in the woods. The raining yellow leaves always leave a sight to remember. But, nothing created an impression on that day. The mild sunshine playing with the clouds always paint the road grey and yellow. But, nothing felt alluring on that day.
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Random Musings: March 2009
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Thursday, March 12, 2009. A novel world out there . invites me . The trees of the front row, never fail to smile at the trespassing vehicles;. Also the trees at a distance;. Pose with a striking unique identity . The pleasant feel of witnessing the curves, turns of the path . The happiness, when I relive the things; I witnessed;. They are happy to see new faces,. With different shades ;.
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Random Musings: December 2012
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, December 09, 2012. I feel like, I am being consumed from within. I feel like crying out loud. I feel, I am being cornered on an open ground. I relate myself to all the sad things around me. I think nothing good comes to me. I visualize some things can never be mine. I fail to overcome myself. I fail to compose myself. I don't understand; that it is just a passing phase.
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Random Musings: August 2009
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Saturday, August 01, 2009. The deep running water allows the intrusion of the pillars of the bridge,. The portrait, when the pillars beautify the fame of the water ripples. May be a promise in return by the water, to support the bridge over,in good and bad times;. A feel so beautiful, that words fall short to elucidate it. We both came in, from different directions on to a bench;. As if...
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Random Musings: The Decision...
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, February 28, 2010. The flight of independence,. Affixed with the aspiration to conquer imagination. The sense of achievements ; as if the layers of the sea embracing the feet;. The outer clothing of the speedy world;. With an inner bloom of calm; selfless human . The continuous urge to achieve a impressive libra in life. As if, an attempt to stop the returning layers of sea;.
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Random Musings: July 2012
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This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License. Sunday, July 08, 2012. And then, She saw me. Her eyes had no idea about me looking at her. I saw her gazing at the girls passing by,. And her eyebrows answered with an envious look. She adjusted her hair against the slight storm within her and. Finished it with a satisfaction on her face. I saw her tapping her feet in rhythm. And her lips singing a silent song. With no moments to break.
