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verdura...: August 2010
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Friday, August 27, 2010. The silences in between. 8220;I’ll just be back.”. She stopped midway into her packing, grabbed a duppatta and rushed out. Her roommate had hardly enough time to react. She came to room A-4 and stared at the door. Two hand prints stared back at her. One blue, big and sprawling, and another orange, a little smaller and a little distorted. The two thumbs overlapped each other. She hesitated and then knocked. 8220;Come in.it’s not locked.”. Is it even available? 8220;sigh. But k...
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Sunday, January 11, 2009. Its Gaurav's birthday today. These days I often think about my childhood.more specifically the two years I spent in Trishur. I really don't need to qualify that period in any other form. In my life, no other years will be called "the two years". It could be the rain.it could be the loneliness.it could be the presence of so many mallus. But basically everything seems to remind me of those days. The sharp piercing cold damp air on my skin. Smell of rotting hay and mangoes. January...
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Paperclips: June 2009
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009. Holding a pen doesn’t necessitate writing. It doesn’t make a prelude to a story or a song. It doesn’t chart characters or even question their motives. It just creates a space. She is bare feet. And as I write this, she tries to pirouette. She was told she is incapable. “two left feet”, or something…. Look at her gliding! Her form, recreated within the blank walls. Distinct. Arms and legs in second position ballet. Step Ball. Change. Pirouette. To begin. Again. View my complete prof...
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Blah and this and that of the rest
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Blah and this and that of the rest. To blah is not to blah. To blah is setting aside a part of you, coloured in a mirage that actually exists, and physically doesn't. Wednesday, January 16, 2013. I'll be tearing those pages today, the poems,. I'd like to tear all the words too. Shred each one carefully, until. All the letters, are divided. Formless, wordless, less,. April 18, 2013 at 4:55 AM. Now that I can follow your blog, Ill endeavour to read the ant-like font! April 18, 2013 at 5:07 AM.
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Blah and this and that of the rest: May 2013
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Blah and this and that of the rest. To blah is not to blah. To blah is setting aside a part of you, coloured in a mirage that actually exists, and physically doesn't. Monday, May 6, 2013. I’m not in these pages. It’s a relief actually. No search can reveal where I’m hidden. No quest can lead to me. I’m not in your world. For there is no place for me. In your dailyness and checklists. I no longer need to be. I’m not in your memories. Oh, how I feel free! Not trapped in your ideas. Or in your desires of me.
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Paperclips: July 2009
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Thursday, July 23, 2009. A Lice Little Story. Have you ever had lice in your hair? Have you ever been in love? Have you ever been in love with someone who doesn't love you back? Why do I ask? Simply because unrequited love is like trying to catch lice. Sorry if sounds unromantic. But there are these moments when you think there it is.maybe he likes you.maybe you can catch it.there.oh.no.he doesn't like you.of course its right there in your grasp.ooops! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Lice Little Story.
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Paperclips: December 2009
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Monday, December 21, 2009. A summer morning in November. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Campus Gender Politics: Students at the universities demand better gender sensitisation. Inconsequensial annonymity.or however it is spelt. Episode 4: In which I fight militant dishes.and lose. Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. A summer morning in November. I conceived at least one great love in my life, of which I was always the object" -Albert Camus. View my complete profile.
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Paperclips: To Blogs
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009. It takes others’ writing, simple blogs and such, to jerk me out of my attempt to over-(complicate/simplify) things. Failure to notice or reflect and complaints about monotony. Pale conversations and brain in a jar. the jar amongst other such tagged glasses. Gooey lumps in different shades of red. Hence, as I go through the recently updated posts and romance a (writer’s) block, I thank (your) creativity, experiences and words. October 20, 2009 at 10:52 PM. View my complete profi...