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Feelings of flight: May 2005
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Tuesday, May 31, 2005. Posted by Vaibhav at 4:18 AM. Links to this post. Thursday, May 19, 2005. Quotations - an optimist and a cynic. A man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated. Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and The Sea. Love is a dirty trick played by nature on us for the perpetuation of our species. W Somerset Maugham, The Summing Up. Posted by Vaibhav at 4:02 AM. Links to this post. Monday, May 09, 2005. Posted by Vaibhav at 2:02 PM. Links to this post. My Theory of Maya.
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Feelings of flight: November 2005
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Monday, November 21, 2005. I am old and forgotten now. But I have had quite an adventurous life; and a long one too. This is my story not in entirety but only glimpses of it. The wanderlust within me enriched me with knowledge of the world and exposed me to the beauty of life’s inscrutable contradictions. My life was never static with every new encounter I changed. I reveled in the joy of my own maturation! After I was no longer impressionable, the only thing that changed was the outlook of others toward...
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Feelings of flight: July 2005
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Friday, July 29, 2005. Beams of light reflected from regions he would never see again sparkled in front of his eyes each ray gained an indescribable strength, became an invigorating attempt, but in vain. The rays pushed the houses, uprooting them from their foundations. The houses merged with each other and the clouds pulled them from above. The houses formed images that were a jumble of his memories. Posted by Vaibhav at 8:09 PM. Links to this post. Saturday, July 23, 2005. How you despise the human sou...
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I, Requiem: I Wonder... almost
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Saturday, March 1, 2008. I Wonder. almost. I Wonder. Almost. A companion story to A Story Called Almost. I wonder. about the. To a valentine's day dinner, candle light and your favourite Jazz band. the. Somewhere under a stack of clothes in a well-tended wardrobe, a surprise that almost was. But the. Was killed by two cute fluffy rabbits hugging each other tight, on a Valentine's Day card with a hallmark song shining on pink bubble hearts. a card from you, but not for me, wasn't it meant to be? I wonder&...
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I, Requiem
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Monday, June 1, 2009. Note: This is something I wanted to post here first, but looks like IE doesn't like Blogspot as much as Mozilla does. A flash of fiction. A drunkard's laughter is choked by his barely digested dinner. Somewhere a dog smells a feast. A star falls through the sky. Somewhere a little girl makes a wish. I don't feel a thing. A cloud comes over the moon like a blanket. Somewhere a dark shadow falls. All goes silent. I close my eyes. For few moments, the city is me. A car screams by. ...
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I, Requiem: The Constant Gardener
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Monday, March 24, 2008. Steaming kettle on a fiery stove, tea boiling over, sending out enchanted wafts of bewitchment, promising comfort of mother's hug in every sip. The road is flooded for as far as I could see, and could also see a few cars floating in water." And with those words he let out a satisfying smile and pedaled off into the clear roads. A soft touch on back of her head ruffled her hair. "You'll be alright now, I am here." said the voice in her head. Was it a dream? Stared back at her.
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I, Requiem: Monster In The Park
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Friday, February 1, 2008. Monster In The Park. Monster In The Park. Hey shorty, go get the ball.". This was the easy way out for all the big boys. They started to grumble about the heat and how difficult it was to field and bowl in such tiring conditions. Didn't you hear me? The biggest of all pushed him hard in the chest. The little boy fell down. It made the big boys feel better, helped them hide the fear that was clouding their faces. Eyes every time they followed the ball’s rise in air. And...In that...
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I, Requiem: A Stranger
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Sunday, March 9, 2008. When truth is a stranger, real love ceases to be true, and true love is not real anymore. What if, someone in that plane right now is staring down at the top of my cab and thinking about me? Told you, it would take at least two hours from the airport.". It’s only when she leaves that the sudden silence in the living room tells me how she been talking all the time. I go to the shower, water is too cold. I play around with the knobs to set the right temperature, not war...Her gray sw...
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take it easy.....: Why be in love?
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Saturday, March 19, 2011. Why be in love? I have been sitting here thinking of the meaning of love. What is love? How can anyone define something so convoluted? To me I think it is the strangest feeling that anyone can experience. Once you get to that stage of loving someone, it just becomes an uncontrollable feeling. A feeling that you cannot understand. And once it is gone. life becomes like a dark cloud; always gloomy. However, what happens when it is only a one sided love? What will you do? Naice Lov...
