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zero: For Alice

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Saturday, April 04, 2009. May your soul rest in peace. Aww, I am sorry. My dog was affected with cancer as well. She passed away in 2005. I hope she rests in peace! Never knew you had a dog. Gives me the jitters thinking what'll happen of me when Spunky passes away. *shudders*. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Well, i am just about average. View my complete profile. There's always more to see. There's always more to see. Sea, sand, steps. Long and winding road. What more can i say?

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zero: wine

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Wednesday, January 28, 2009. Says typing bout wine for 5 minutes will help me get rid off my writers block! I m creatively crashed right now. don't judge! Generate generate, said the somebody so great. He stooped over a crate. They whined and still whine. As they step endless steps over a bottle of wine. The grapes, they grow in the vineyard so wide,. Hundreds of years ago to make this very soil some plant died! So dead plant gave soil,. To bring the grape out with toil. They had no choice of lets' chuck.

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zero: Bad Timing

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Thursday, June 11, 2009. It is my 100 th. Post In the last 3 years, I have changed and today I have come to accepting that change. This blog sphere that was filled with empty and had scope for plenty is no longer empty. The virgin warmth is lost to cold rape. I have not had any awefully. So don't discard me as ambitious. Newness and dawn of realization. Has brought the tree theory to a close and my imagination to the dark caverns of truth. Astray amidst the arrow-headed approach of ambition. The lone sta...

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zero: splurge

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Thursday, April 30, 2009. Two and a half tomatoes and a trio of multi-colored toes. Some polish and a little threading. A wrap around some beer mug and then a haywire trip to nowhere. A sniff and a pinch of salt. Aah, savour the flavour. An encounter with a fake hug. Some teasing, no blush. End of today! In a conversation with Shone-ally over facebook, she said:. And then, in reply, I said:. How i wish we 'd drown instead! All we need is something that makes us ponder to the yonder and then wander. o...

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zero: Trial of the Tree Theory

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Sunday, May 10, 2009. Trial of the Tree Theory. Words have contradicted their own meaning so many times. Inspiration has lost faith in the calling, time and again. Truth has lost its' way through transition. What we see, we believe. What we see is what is seeming. With constantly questioning my being, I am losing pace. A stride I can not cope with. Le Roi Moore paints the picture with the saxophone; I sit and dissolve in his modern blues. Is there any need? Can we run away, back to the tree?

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zero: the cynic speaks

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Friday, April 10, 2009. Somehow, everything is pointless. There is people, breathing, everywhere. There are ifs, buts and butts all over the place. Where there is room, there is air. And where there is vacuum, there's nothing. Occupation of kind, of space, and of unkind. When I type my words, they seem deranged and they are pleading to be arranged. It's all about show time and air time. How do we explain the occupation? Is there any nothing left in our world so full of nothing? Why do we do what we do?

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zero: Closure

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Sunday, March 01, 2009. The brightness of the room fills in perfectly. A shaft of shadow leaves a mark on the cushion lying there. A rug made up of warm colors like rust lain with a layer of dust safely marks its' spot in the room. There is a little love in a corner, huddled along the book shelf. A striking smell of ginger-tea gives a hint of awareness that we may not at all times possess. Sudden rushes and adrenalin gushes. Why is there anxiety? There is a feeling of misadventure, unnecessarily accurate.

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Thursday, January 08, 2009. I am at a loss of words these days. And the laze is crazy. Peaceful new year to y'all. Strange enough that people havent left their perspectives behind.stranger that you chat with the new year.tell him/her I am sick of it already. Ha ha twas a lame thought, maybe that's why people didn't bother commenting. but new year could be a person, you know. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Well, i am just about average. View my complete profile. There's always more to see.

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Thursday, December 11, 2008. India is a SOVEREIGN SOCIALIST SECULAR DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC. The constitution of India states the above. Yet, news channels and all of us are trying to feel proud of the way the politicians were united about combating terror at the Lok Sabha session today. Well, isn't that the way we are supposed to function anyway? I know what you're talking about. it became a big deal that the opposition stood with the party in power. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sea, sand, steps.

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zero: scare

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Tuesday, December 09, 2008. Pain, I did feel when I glued on to the TV screens seeing devastating images of the recent terror attacks. That was the pain an onlooker. Feels when a scene such is seen. I was happily eating a pizza at Snack Shack in Manipal. Then, the mad psycho guy stabbed two chinki girls at Colaba, Gateway to be precise in broad daylight. Ha! Then the gang molestation occured. Disgusting and distasteful. Colaba was pathetic again. Manipal era came. I was ocd-ing about Bombay all the t...