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Maddening Silences: There is no love !
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Monday, February 1, 2010. There is no love! In one insane moment of love,. She seem to have let go of you. She doesn’t belong to you any more. And the truth rapped her that never did you. She dwells in the deep bowels of earth. Where love and life are not so near. Of the broken bits of life; in sleep.
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Maddening Silences: Be done with it !
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Monday, July 8, 2013. Be done with it! Letting go of every tiny little memory,. Sometimes sweet, sometimes not,. Letting go of every stupid feeling. That got etched into the heart. Letting go of every bit of pain. Hoping that the rains will wash it away. Letting go of all the nights filled with tears.
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Sit back, relax and fight! | Curd Rice Chronicles
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Get some Curd Rice in you! Laquo; My Ego Moment. Sit back, relax and fight! January 10, 2011 by KarSub. Flights are fun; usually for the first ten times. After that, you begin to dread all sorts of things that make you have a “safe and comfortable” journey. What usually (and I mean almost everytime) happens is that the mother sits down next to me with a baby in her lap. No sooner would the baby see me, that it would start me off with a look . oh that look! The look would happen in three parts –. Please n...
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A point and a view: October 2008
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A point and a view. Saturday, October 25. A little bit of rain. Can be such a relief. Esp after four continuous periods. No more stairs to climb.some vocal relief. We have to bring the kids up everyday after lunch). A little bit of rain. And you get a rainy day 10 mins. You can go home early" bonus from school. Little pleasures that bring a smile. A little bit of rain. And you can pamper yourself with. Yet another coffee and yet another. Indulgence and rain go hand in hand. Nothing is more welcome. Every...
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Maddening Silences: Tadap Tadap...
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Monday, August 5, 2013. As you come across friends who open up and pour out their pain, and when you try to capture the feelings, sometimes you just have to go with the flow. . take care girl! It was a little wish to smile. But, now the lips don’t curve any more. It was a small effort to fly. No Pape...
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Maddening Silences: Distant Flute Song...
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Tuesday, May 7, 2013. It must have been just a passing cloud. Which chose to sprinkle some rain on her. She was drenched where she stood. Now her tears soak the earth around her feet. It must have been a distant flute song. The melodies of which made her dance. The trance of the tunes still haunt her.
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A point and a view: New beginnings!
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A point and a view. Thursday, April 11. To new beginnings and hope you find new ways and new paths to happiness. Keep smiling! Thursday, April 11, 2013. A new toast to you. April 30, 2013 at 5:18 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Follow me on twitter. A thousand splendid sons. A quiver full of arrows JEFFREY ARCHER. Curtain Call - An Anthology. Give me that pout! Life and other such nonsense. Don't you just hate tags? World of an Indian cartoonist! Cartoons from July 2015. ਅੱਜ ਮੀਂ...ਤੈਂ...ਇਹਨਾ...
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Maddening Silences: October 2014
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Wednesday, October 15, 2014. At times, when I reach out to you. Do you see my outstretched hand? Those moments when my eyes search for you. Does your heart feel my presence around? Sometimes, when the memories make me smile. Do you recollect the weird things we did? Do you see me in your dreams?
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Maddening Silences: Sometimes...
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The time when I float between what I am . and what I want to be. at times, these silences. are like a bridge.connecting my two worlds. at times.they become my refuge. when I dont want to be present anywhere. Thursday, February 7, 2013. The fog on the mirror masks up the thoughts. As the droplets stream down slowly. Is the mirror shedding tears along with me.I wouldn't know. But I wish I could see it smile more often . The blazing moon reaches out across the skies. So close yet so very far away. Coming ba...
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