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Abstract Reality!: To Belong.
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Saturday, 12 October 2013. I walk and stare at this growing abstraction in my life. I've never stopped and seen. Always overlooked, and this day, it comes right at me. Like the waves of an ugly beach. Littered and shallow,. Death be his foe, and I his friend. I've never walked this beach before,. And the place seems new. The routes all wrong,. And the wind turns around. Stagnation and sorrow are my only friends,. Playing the Devil's advocate,. Right in my head. If only I knew, how to just run,. Http:/ th...
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Abstract Reality!: August 2013
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Friday, 23 August 2013. I give way too much support to people who need it. I flower them with advice and great words quoted from films, songs and authors, just to make my long motivational messages a little more happy and hopeful. I throw words like they’re confetti, all pretty and colourful, but an eventual absolute waste. What is the point? I've done so much to help people, and in actual instances it has worked…but what about myself? I wish I could implement all that I said? Well, I’d pretty much...
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Abstract Reality!: March 2013
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Sunday, 17 March 2013. The Stuff of Dreams. Everyday I wake up feeling like the past 8 months of my life were just a dream, nightmare or whatever you'd like to call it. and in reality I'm still sitting on my study table preparing for my 12th board exams and clearly having fallen into a deep slumber of vivid dreams. Funny, isn't it? What if all we're living is just a premonition of what's going to happen? What if everything we are right now is just a sign for us to take the right decisions once we wake up?
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The Blog Of Small Things.: June 2011
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The Blog Of Small Things. When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses. Its always the small things in life that matter and count :). Thursday, 2 June 2011. Till it eclipses to the mell...
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Atrocious Scribblings: An Ode to the Bad Guy
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Friday, August 10, 2012. An Ode to the Bad Guy. While expecting the villain to come up trumps at the end of a story would be a practical impossibility and considering the dime a dozen dozen shoddy movies that come into our cinemas every month I realistically don't see the quality of villains on the silver screen or otherwise going up drastically but one is legally allowed to be an eternal optimist, right? 10 August, 2012 12:29. Now we do have something in common! 11 August, 2012 10:02. The sheer brillian...
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Teenage Babblings: October 2011
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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN SHUT DOWN. FUTURE POEMS SHALL BE WRITTEN AT "TALES OF HER AND BY HER". Sorry for the inconvenience and thanks for visiting! Monday, 10 October 2011. First Date ♥. Walking towards you, didn't know how it would be,. Was just hoping, that you would like me! Phone calls, IMs, messages, they all felt great,. But a lot of people were skeptical,. Said we may feel different after our first date. They were so right, we do feel different now. The way you put your arm around me,. I am always me.
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Teenage Babblings: July 2012
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THIS BLOG HAS BEEN SHUT DOWN. FUTURE POEMS SHALL BE WRITTEN AT "TALES OF HER AND BY HER". Sorry for the inconvenience and thanks for visiting! Thursday, 26 July 2012. That's what you always say. Your arms a shield of armor. When you're holding me this way. Yet a part of me dies every time. I hear those words you recite. Why can't you see. How broken I am inside. Beautiful you say, the blood only proves you wrong. There's just so much that time can not heal. The scars they say it all. It's all for you.
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The Blog Of Small Things.: Always, a fool for love.
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The Blog Of Small Things. When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses. Its always the small things in life that matter and count :). Monday, 2 April 2012. Always, a fool for love.
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The Blog Of Small Things.: July 2011
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The Blog Of Small Things. When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses. Its always the small things in life that matter and count :). Thursday, 21 July 2011. So when a sweetheart like m...
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