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glimpses of a wandering heart ..: sankranti @ old city
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Glimpses of a wandering heart . Wednesday, February 20, 2013. Sankranti @ old city. Images from an evening at the old city. पतंगें. पुराने शहर का. पतंगों से कुछ. ख़ास ही वास्ता है. जो इतनी सारी. उमड़ पड़ती हैं. हर साल इसी दिन. इन्हीं ऊँची ऊँची. छतों पर. मखमली सी शाम ओढ़े. ईरानी चाय की चुस्की लेता. ओस्मानिया के बिस्कुट चबाता. 5 नंबर का मोटा पुराना. मार्टिंस का चश्मा लगाये. बड़े गौर से. ताक रहा है. इन अनगिनत पतंगों को. लाल पीली नीली. बेजार चमकीली. छोटी बड़ी. कितनी पतंगें. इसी छत पर. Jan 13, 2013.
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glimpses of a wandering heart ..: Stuck. :)
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Glimpses of a wandering heart . Wednesday, February 20, 2013. सिर्फ छतों पर बसता था. वरना गलियों में तो. पैर रखने की जगह नहीं. हम उसे छोड़ तो आये हैं. पर उसकी छतों से. उतर नहीं पाए. Hyderabad, Jan 17, 2013. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Delhi, yet again! मुलाक़ात. Sankranti @ old city. Losing my self realization. Beautiful evening, Lazy poetry. Thoughts on Independence day:. On days and nights, at ISB. ज़ाया कलाम (unwritten poetry). Mussoorie - Old and New.
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glimpses of a wandering heart ..: September 2013
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Glimpses of a wandering heart . Thursday, September 26, 2013. For her, to whom this day really belongs,. माँ तो अब भी वैसे ही पालती है हमें. लोग ये कहते हैं हम आज तीस के हुए. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Enter your email address:. Memoirs of a Geisha. Counts from 19 April'08. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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...simply be his friend.: August 2010
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Simply be his friend. Musings on life, the self, and everything in between. Sunday, August 29, 2010. Our twisted relation with beauty. While there are many things that could be read into the title of this post, I shall at the very outset, in a fashion that is somewhat contrasting with my usual self, bring to light the specific context and meaning intended. The above sentence of course reassures me that I'm still in the element I have come to know as my own! But yes, moving on.). More later I guess. The f...
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...simply be his friend.: April 2010
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Simply be his friend. Musings on life, the self, and everything in between. Monday, April 5, 2010. The story is done, documented as mortally possible from the subliminals that this track had brought to one's mind. For the benefit of the rest of humanity, here it is. Monday, April 05, 2010. In the potter's village: Chapter - 12 (of 12). Monday, April 05, 2010. In the potter's village: Chapter - 11 (of 12). The previous evening he had visited Rahman in prison. Karim: But what if there is nothing. no li...
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...simply be his friend.: October 2010
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Simply be his friend. Musings on life, the self, and everything in between. Wednesday, October 13, 2010. Melancholic Ecstasy - Redux. The sun set on my plains several years back. The eyes that once opened me to the light and dark, the high and low, the black and white and blue and yellow and red of everything, and everyone around me; they now stand clouded and shut - muted to a world that seems to be growing more and more vibrant by the day. But just then, I noticed her standing behind me. For to the wor...
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...simply be his friend.: Klak Tik - Reborn (the Samsung Galaxy Camera ad song)
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Simply be his friend. Musings on life, the self, and everything in between. Sunday, December 30, 2012. Klak Tik - Reborn (the Samsung Galaxy Camera ad song). Unadulterated awesome at so, so many levels! I thought i knew at least. What freedom really means. A job that i hate. I could be wrong. I tried my best to tame. Now i've finally woken up the the beauty of the world through a love song. Through a love song that i heard from the rivers and the birds. In the end there was the sound. Ears to the ground.
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Random spurts of soully sagacity: April 2008
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Random spurts of soully sagacity. Where that soul talks. Friday, April 11, 2008. Sayonara MSR and India. To the young folks at MSR, working towards a happier and progressive India:. Adorning a colorful robe,. Woven with cultures, nature and love,. A child, in her hands staring, twinkling,. She recites a song of hope. A hope that her child will,. Realize her dreams of happiness,. Happiness that contents her heart,. For all lives she would live. The child buds into youth,. A beautiful garden,.
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Random spurts of soully sagacity: Nijaaz
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Random spurts of soully sagacity. Where that soul talks. Sunday, March 15, 2009. Aur dil se haar ke,. Ek ghar hi hai,. Jo panaahata hai,. I listened, saw,. And the heart conquered me,. But, only home. Whom should I share with,. Sikander, mukander,. Aur jahaan ki fateh,. Kaisi thi yeh bani mufeed? Haar to khudee ki thi par,. Mil gayi is dil ko jeet. PS: Gulaal might make you think. Really sir, this is a small and great piece of word u did, thanks a lot for putting it here :). 10:58 AM, February 20, 2010.
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