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DIAMONDS AND RUST: June 2012

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Sunday, June 17, 2012. There was a place I did not call home,. Where with masks on and swords drawn people did roam,. Where living was an acclivity,. A fight to preserve sanity. And the eyes did search for the green,green grass home. Yet this brokedown palace. Became my saviour of last resorts. The sky was mine,the trees too,. The roads and faces I belonged to,. For I no longer needed a mirror to find myself there. As I came back to my roots,. Yet a part of me it did uproot. Your branches expand,.

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: June 2010

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Thursday, June 3, 2010. It is midnight and I'm here, perched on my chair. I have just finished painting my nails with considerable degree of difficulty. I was never very good at it and never did show much improvement either. I'm trying to keep my toes as far away from one another to prevent further damage. But I like looking down on my painted toe-nails, in its restrained vibrancy of mute silver. I just finished watching Up in the Air. It does paint with beautiful poignancy certain facts of life. I do wh...

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: July 2011

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Friday, July 1, 2011. I ain't changed,but I know I ain't the same. A lot of water has flown down the river. Five leaves grew into thousands. And I grew up. And this time,not by number. But I feel a change coming. It's the real deal now. And I am dead scared. Scintillating,empowering but yes,intimidating. I walk on the road alert and alone.I don't wait for two friendly hands on either side dragging me. But I stuck my head out a little out of snow. And now,I live with and among strangers. Yes,I grew up.

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Light my fire...........: UNVEILED.....................

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Saturday, May 12, 2007. Talking abt tollygunge cemetery.have you any idea why it has walls around it? Its not as if those inside can come out.neither do those outside want to go in! May 12, 2007 at 1:44 PM. You have an observant eye.and that is clearly expressed in your keen eye for details.But girl,you've just started your journey in life.death can wait for many more lightyears to come! May 12, 2007 at 9:50 PM. U hav expressed urself very very wel! Keep up the gud wrk. May 13, 2007 at 2:32 AM. I am an i...

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: Roots

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Sunday, June 17, 2012. There was a place I did not call home,. Where with masks on and swords drawn people did roam,. Where living was an acclivity,. A fight to preserve sanity. And the eyes did search for the green,green grass home. Yet this brokedown palace. Became my saviour of last resorts. The sky was mine,the trees too,. The roads and faces I belonged to,. For I no longer needed a mirror to find myself there. As I came back to my roots,. Yet a part of me it did uproot. Your branches expand,.

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: December 2011

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Saturday, December 3, 2011. The Dirty Picture.Literally. So,my end semester examinations got over today.After a daunting 10 days of really bad papers which make you question your faculties every time you put pen to paper,the end,was just a respite,if not a reason to rejoice.So like most exam-unfriendly-student I decided to watch a movie to get my head back into the world again. The Dirty Picture had been creating quite a buzz for sometime now.And why not? So she heaves her more than ample bosoms,bites he...

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: September 2011

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Sunday, September 4, 2011. Part Of A Whole. It was just another Sunday.I woke up late.Looked out of my window.It had rained.The bricks were wet.The little white flowers were rain kissed.The guava tree had never looked so green.It seemed I had woken up this morning to "dust my blues". But I never quit.At least voluntarily. I spent the rest of the day listening to one raaga after the other.It seemed that I found a part of myself I had been looking for at the wrong places for all along.It had been w...How M...

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: December 2012

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Friday, December 28, 2012. Go Away From My Window. I have a problem. A problem to cut loose.I cut but I also lose.A good part of me and myself. I am tired of that. I am tired of attachments . It wreaks havoc in my mind when it starts to fray.And when it eventually tears, I find myself in this godforsaken vacuum. It irks me to think the space it took up to leave behind a vacuum that big. 8220;Clouds,Illusions I recall”…I really don’t know people at all. All my life, it has been the same story. Space Poems...

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DIAMONDS AND RUST: Drifters

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Sunday, March 6, 2011. Give me the distance. The miles between,. The space that separates,. For I fear,. I fear I see your mind at work,. Not familiar as it once was. Just cold and dirty. I fear I do not see your heart,. Just a dark hollow. I fear I hear your lies,. But that is just a four letter word. I fear I crave your absence. For solace is what I crave. Give me the distance,. So my vision is blurred,. My hearing imprecise,. As we drift apart. For I know we’ve burnt our bridges,. Geek in the Pink.