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Magic Seeds: A comic tragedy | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2013/11/20/v-s-naipauls-nobel-prize-winner-magic-seeds-a-comic-tragedy
The psychic sizzles on. Magic Seeds: A comic tragedy. The ill-equipped condition of his sighting accounts for his blind journey into the forest. You were in the outside because you wanted to be. You’ve always preferred to hide If everybody had said that there would never have been any revolution anywhere. We all have wars to go to. The commercial activity of rose-selling here assumes a sinister feeling introducing a sense of alienation. Joseph and Kandapalli, literate, urban but from the lower strata of ...
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Inspiration, from a million sources | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2012/09/21/inspiration-from-a-million-sources
The psychic sizzles on. Inspiration, from a million sources. In Psyche does matter. A writer’s wordsmithery, a liar’s intrepidity, a thief’s faith, a cop’s vigilance, a mother’s selflessness, a father’s heroism, a teacher’s fortitude, a lawyer’s chutzpah, a vagabond’s thirst for experience, a musician’s marriage to a poet, an actor’s affair with a dancer, a linguist’s liaison with a financier, a priest’s loyalty to his God, a cook’s compassion to serve, a friend’s commitment. A sincere prayer, a disarmin...
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D.B.C. Pierre’s Booker Prize Winner, ‘Vernon God Little’ | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2013/11/19/comic-in-relation-to-the-text-dbc-pierres-booker-prize-winner-vernon-god-little
The psychic sizzles on. DBC Pierre’s Booker Prize Winner, ‘Vernon God Little’. Just like the rhinos you see in the wild on T.V, she has a bird that lives sitting on her back. It’s called Betty Pritchard. The protagonist breaks out of the ordinary and ventures into the unknown, voyaging through the incongruities of life, spewing sarcasm over them. His anti-heroic stance rests entirely in his steep sense of realization of the self. Life’s simple when I’m angry. I know what to do. Fixated in the course of t...
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Vision 2020 | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2012/08/11/vision-2020
The psychic sizzles on. In Psyche does matter. By 2020, I would be much older for one. Actually, a lot older and hopefully, shrewder too. Greys adorning my tresses, reluctant adipose in places I wish it weren’t and clothes in deceptive shades and sizes that defy my age would be my pre-occupation. While that is the banal truth I will be forced to reckon with, my cerebral faculties will be steeped in utter departures from reality. As I look into my crystal ball…. Aug 11, 2012. Aug 11, 2012. Aug 11, 2012.
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Lotus-Eyed Dreamer | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2012/01/18/lotus-eyed-dreamer
The psychic sizzles on. Tell us please, don’t be shy! Tell us please, does he make you fly? Tell us please, he’s your fantasy! Every life he’s your ecstasy! We catch you here, we see you there,. In stupor, lost in your reverie. Wake up now, won’t you share? Please, let’s take part in your revelry! Alright, now, here you go! It’s true, it’s real, it’s no fantasy. I know him well, thro’ high and low,. He’s a wonder, a miracle, my ecstasy. How do I start? Where do I pause? How I glorify his charisma? Such t...
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MSS – Saga of steadfast devotion to music | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2009/09/19/mss-saga-of-steadfast-devotion-to-music
The psychic sizzles on. MSS – Saga of steadfast devotion to music. It was a fitting gift to Bharat Ratna Suswaralakshmi Subblakshmi, our MS amma. Most were smiling with deep affection for the angel – she carried the rich legacy in her genes, the world adored her so much, while she still does not know who she really was, what struggles MSS really had braved. Talking about the uniqueness of the book, BK Chandrashekhar pointed out, The book has some very interesting, rare pictures of MSS with prominent pers...
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Waves | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2015/08/07/waves
The psychic sizzles on. He stokes on and on;. Blooming waves strike,. Beat, bellow, lash and whip. Against the mouth shut. He stokes me on;. Gushing waves weep,. Plead, wail, growl. Against the tunnel sealed. He stokes on and off. Roaring waves wreak havoc. Rising higher, falling deeper. Away from the obstinate gate. He stokes off and on. Dying waves drown within,. Fizzling, galloping into null and void,. Away from the tip, into the pit. In the calm of the storm. He basks in peace. He smiles in sleep.
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Ten years of abstinence. It’s hair-raising. Literally! | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2013/01/24/ten-years-of-abstinence-its-hair-raising-literally
The psychic sizzles on. Ten years of abstinence. It’s hair-raising. Literally! It stings, worse than a bee’s unsolicited excavation into your rear end, when you tell yourself that you haven’t done what you do best, for ten years now. 8220;You haven’t sung your heart out, like the whole universe was listening to your voice alone, for a decade now. A DECADE! TEN YEARS MULTIPLIED BY SO MANY MONTHS AND SO MANY DAYS, TO ARRIVE AT THE TIME YOU’VE WASTED! Now, what are you going to do about it? You are commenti...
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psychicsizzler | the psychic sizzles on | Page 2
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The psychic sizzles on. I close my eyes, you blossom to life. I fall asleep, you wake up to me. From door to door, every street,. Nook and corner, temple and home,. You’re hunting me down,. You’re stalking me now. A moment here, an hour there,. Entrance me now, enchant me now! A drifting glimpse, an intent gaze,. Surprise me now, intrigue me now. I rest my eyes, you stand iridescent. In my inner eye, you smile, Luminous. I face your glowing face:. Eye-to-Eye, Smile-to-Smile,. Heart-to-Heart, Word-to-Word,.
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You disappoint me | psychicsizzler
https://psychicsizzler.wordpress.com/2015/08/08/you-disappoint-me
The psychic sizzles on. I call out to you and you turn away. When I reach out to you,. Like I were an unnecessary annexure. A laborious attachment that you’d like to. Strap on at will,. When you’re at ease. If I were a dog and You,. I’d be waiting tirelessly. By your bedside,. Falling asleep and waking up,. Nodding at the unforgiving passage of time,. Over and over again. Yet, longingly I look,. Groping into the hollow dark tunnel. That bridges the moment I last saw you. And the torturous now,. You disap...
