sushant.co

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: Descrying the shadows of my soul..

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/10/descrying-shadows-of-my-soul.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Saturday, October 04, 2008. Descrying the shadows of my soul. Why is it said,"To err is human"? Is it intended to give you a licence to commit mistakes,to take steps that lead to disasters? Why do I not? Yes it is. Does regretting those decisions and punishing myself for having taken them or publicly acknowledging my fault free me of my guilt? Does it lift a load of my heart? Does it purge my conscience? Does it undo what has been done?

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: Ek dua hai....

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2007/01/ek-dua-hai.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Wednesday, January 24, 2007. Ajab yeh dil ki ranjishein hain. Na jaane kahaan strotra inka! Nahin bharta ji ab maikadoon se,. Paimana khali pada hai dil ka. Guzarte hue pal lagte hain bhari,. Jeevan ke safar ka anth nahin dikhta. Kadmoon ke neeche rahein dagmaga rahi,. Apne saaki ka sahaara bhi nahin milta. Aankhoon mein kashishoon ke ghere,. Aansoon ban ab beh rahe hain. Mann ki khwahishoon ke aashiyaane,. Jaane kahaan kho gaye hain.

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: What good a life ?, If filled with regrets.

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-good-life-if-filled-with-regrets.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. What good a life? If filled with regrets. These lines are a letter of advice to me by my dear father. I am attempting a translation here for the few readers of mine who do not understand Hindi. though this time it is just a translation in the form of a paragraph. rather the gist of what has been conveyed above. Dil ki baat waqt pe suno . Hear the voice of your heart at the right time). Na karo dil se gila,.

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: The last nail ... an adieu

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-nail-adieu.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. The last nail . an adieu. No, but it fetched me perspectives and for that I am greatly thankful to all. The cocoon has been formed and hopefully what will hatch will be beautiful. I wish you all smiles in your life. Life is beautiful, if you make it for someone. Life is full of joys, if you give them to someone. Life is all you will ever need,. If you make that someone your life. Wht r u saying Sid? Well if y...

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: Ek dua hai ....(a prayer is all that's left)

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/09/ek-dua-hai-prayer-is-all-thats-left.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Friday, September 19, 2008. Ek dua hai .(a prayer is all that's left). Yet another translation of a poem i wrote 3 years back . as usual its nt better than the original . I have tried to maintain the intensity . don't know how far i succeeded. I know not from where it comes,that which ails my heart. I see no end to it,every passing moment further burdens my heart. The ground beneath seems to quiver,protagonist of my life has waned .

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: The mortar of faith

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2011/03/mortar-of-faith.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Monday, March 14, 2011. The mortar of faith. And filled with dreams. In dungeons of mind. See's what's left behind. Beneath all the dust. The old shibboleth pristine. Though the ground screams. At the bastion's fall. The faith mortar soaked. And desolated love left. In shop of the time-smith. Only then monuments rise. From a bastion's genesis. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I also post at . Same posts as the ones here). We need to b...

sidzreclaimed.blogspot.com

QUEST FOR RECLAMATION: September 2010

http://sidzreclaimed.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html

Daaman mein ek phool khilane ka mann kar raha hai . yaadoon pe basi hui dhoool udane ka mann kar raha hai . mann ek bhanwar ki giraft se abhi abhi aazaad hua hai. kya bataaoon tujhe azaadi ka jashn kis kadar manane ka mann kar raha hai. Tuesday, September 21, 2010. The road not taken. It's a magical little road,. Unwinding from the shores. Taking many twists and turns. Being the path that shall help you return. You have stayed away for long. And want to be back where you belong. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: Descrying the Shadows....

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/09/descrying-shadows_14.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Sunday, September 14, 2008. It had been a good . He reached home after having covered 35 Kms. To his dismay he found that the net connection had been disconnected and due to the Ganesh procession the service would be down for another 24 hrs. TWENTY FOUR HOURS! As he kept staring at the Orion, his heart reached out for him and cried out.". I don't want it! I can give it all up! The mystery behind why the exist only when there is light?

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: Some random writes 1

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2011/06/some-random-writes-1.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Sunday, June 12, 2011. Some random writes 1. Ek ashq, ek alphaaz, ek nagmey ka mol kya karein . Ulfat mein guzare pal ka tol kya karein . Zindagi aks ban ke reh jaati hai us ek qadam ka,. Us raah aur manzil ki yaaroan ab parwaah kya karein . A pain of a beloved, echoes in our heart. from their afflictions, how ever can we part. so known like a reflection in a glass, yet so unkown to us is their pain Alas! Us din basant hi to chayi thi.

sidacys.blogspot.com

aggravatingly contumacious yet serene: All you do is talk all the way...

http://sidacys.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-you-do-is-talk-all-way.html

Aggravatingly contumacious yet serene. Where my thoughts take form. Monday, September 29, 2008. All you do is talk all the way. All you do is talk all the way. You consider it a liability, object to be given away. Make of it a burden,endorse it for just the right price,. Wanting to shrug it off your shoulders,put it on display. If the market is low, to dispose off,schemes you devise. You make her a commodity,market her countenance. Treat her inferior,land a blow to her self confidence. You christen ...