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falcon eyes: October 2009

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Tuesday, October 20, 2009. That's where the name comes from. This belief of mine was not challenged for long, as I could not apply my limited knowledge of psychology to the world and environment around me to Freudian methodology where as Behavioural Models by Maslow could explain a lot of actions and their causes. Moreover Freud over emphasis on sex could not be easily digested by a hypocrite like me. To signify the EGO. It was ...

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falcon eyes: April 2013

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Tuesday, April 09, 2013. Rest in Peace. My friend Torque (18 December 2002 - 8 April 2013). Torque on the other hand is a silent assassin. Highly unpredictable - probably an influence of its name suggester! He adores me, strangely! Dies to be with me, again very strange! And yeah he has also talked to Nadira*. And their conversation is the world's best kept secret! Hope you find lots of potatoes and lots of mangoes where you go.

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falcon eyes: August 2010

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Tuesday, August 31, 2010. Falcon eyes: Heart ache. Falcon eyes: Heart ache. I dedicate this poem to my sweet would-be wife. I burn my eyes in the lantern oil. To vent out the fire that makes my heart toil. I thank for being a human and not ape. Scribbling ink on paper is my only escape. Putting a mask over a cape. I shut my cries with a tape. I run distances and jog for miles. For you my love, I long for your smiles. The Sailor:...

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falcon eyes: The River

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Saturday, July 26, 2014. Late at night,. In the dark sky. Hidden from the world. The frozen river weeps. In the eerie silence. The frost melts a little. Drops of tear rolls. As the whole world sleeps. Not known to a soul. The dead ice speaks. Of the broken vows. And blood that seeps. Rotten are the wound. Of the dumps of the past. Hidden beneath the white fortress. The stench that reeks. Yet the morning comes. I also Blogg at.

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falcon eyes: June 2011

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Sunday, June 26, 2011. The Sailor: Part -5. Disappointed he was that it had become dark. Disappointed he was that he had to return home. Disappointed he was that he was still alive. and disappointed he was, when he walked back in the dark, on that day. She spoke a lot that day. She said anything and everything.and he loved her lips when she animatedly spoke "anywhich ways". However, she was his witch. she was his Ansh. Even when...

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falcon eyes: June 2009

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Saturday, June 20, 2009. Digressed Writing and My Theory of Impossibility. Well, I don't know what I want these days. It's like running a rat race! And while some say i have just become lazy these days . it's just that I don't feel motivated or interested in anything, NOT EVEN PORN. I feel like something is missing, something. Something that I cannot put my finger on it. But then is there something that is so truly desirable?

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falcon eyes: Coiled Falcon

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Monday, January 20, 2014. And stripped the nest. Were ripped to dust. Gripped was the bird. In the winds of time. No wings to fly. Not a second to cry. Wrapped in the cold. The prey was bound. Coiled by the serpent. Choked in its grasp. No light and No air. No hope and only despair. From sky to dust. In blink of an eye. He wanted to die. To escape it's grief. The snake venom didn't burn. Nor did he miss his wings,. He had no will.

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falcon eyes: August 2009

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Tuesday, August 04, 2009. Baks: On a lonely night. Uthai jab kalam to. Kalam heen shabd de gaya. Naam jo likha unka. Naam heen sargam ho gaya. Juhki jo palken unki to. Bhaura kamal mein heen chup gaya. Uthai jo nazareein unhone to. Khud ba khud savera ho gaya. Muskuraye jab woh to. Kaliyon ka khilna ho gaya. Kesh jo lehraye unke. Badlo ka ghirna ho gaya. Gungunaya jo geet unhone. Who geet koyal ka ho gaya. Unko season ki garmi se.

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falcon eyes: Ek Pathar ka tukda

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PS: The Blog Header is designed by Ashish - The Future Emperor of the World. Wednesday, January 22, 2014. Ek Pathar ka tukda. Ek pathar ka tukda hoon. Bheegi ret mein daba hua. Lehro ko choota hua. Suraj ki raushni mein sota hua. Ek pathar ka tukda tha. Main ek pathar ka tukda hoon. Ret ke kile ka. Fir wahan se dwaar pe lagaya tumne. Main na to deewar na dwaar tha. Main to sirf tumhara vichaar tha. Main tumhara khilauna bana. Main ek pathar ka tukda hoon. Fir tumhi ko meri chiknahat pasand aayi. Main to ...