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The Keeper of Time | The Heart Monologues
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When a lone star lights up the sky and spring, like a promise, knocks at my door, the heart speaks…. The Keeper of Time. In Moments in Time. What did the old man do if the clock stopped working? Did he ever step out of the house for anything else than changing the hours? How long did it take for him to get back into the house again after he was done with his task? I don’t remember most of the answers now. Did he sit down? Was the house actually a proper one with chairs and windows? 8221; she asked. 8220;...
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my flawed design: April 2013
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Monday, April 8, 2013. मुट्ठी भर चाँद पलकों में दबाये रखा है,. बूंद बूंद करके टपकेगा कभी,. चमक उसकी सारी उधार रख दी है,. सपनों पर आजकल, बायज बहुत लगता है।. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A dreamer trying to challenge and question the real world around. I would like to believe that i am on a quest of self-discovery. My biggest enemy me. my best friend? View my complete profile. This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from prabhjeetsingh.khalsa. Make your own badge here. Welcome to my mind!
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my flawed design: March 2013
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Thursday, March 28, 2013. कुछ तो है, जो ये हो रहा है।. कुछ तो है, जो ये हो रहा है।. आकाश के परे, और एक अणु से भी छोटा।. ऊपर और नीचे, दोनों तरफ, अंतहीन।. कुछ तो है, जो ये हो रहा है।. पहाड़ों की सफ़ेद और हरी चादरों के पीछे,. नदियों नहरों में जो समय की तरह बेह रहा है,. कुछ तो है, जो हमारी समझ से बाहर है,. क्या है ये, जो हम समझ नही पा रहे है? लेंस लेकर बैठे तो है, जो ढूंढ नहीं पा रहे हैं,. कुछ तो है, जो हमारे अंदर है,. सभी सतेहों से परे, दूर कहीं,. सबसे ऊपर से, सबसे नीचे तक,. Wednesday, March 20, 2013. कु...
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my flawed design
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Monday, June 9, 2014. Khud se, Khud hi ki,. Gar hara, toh jeeta. Jo Jeeta, Sab haar gaya main. Mujh mein main. 'Main' khud mujh mein. Main' phir baki rahey na kyon? Mein matlab main ka. Main bhi main na hoon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A dreamer trying to challenge and question the real world around. I would like to believe that i am on a quest of self-discovery. My biggest enemy me. my best friend? View my complete profile. Khud se, Khud hi ki, Ladai. Gar hara, toh jeeta. Welcome to my mind!
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my flawed design: July 2014
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Saturday, July 19, 2014. Jab neend aankhon se rooth baithey,. Aur khayal koi zehen se lipat jaye. Waqt bhi dheemey dheemey,. Apni partein utarney lagey. Aur zameer phir nanga ho,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A dreamer trying to challenge and question the real world around. I would like to believe that i am on a quest of self-discovery. My biggest enemy me. my best friend? View my complete profile. 160;Jab neend aankhon se rooth baithey, aur kh. Make your own badge here. Poems and prayers and promises.
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The Selfish Tag – A Fine Imbalance
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Literary Experiments and Emotional Catharsis. July 19, 2007. July 19, 2007. And the rascal had to pick me up for this one! And that too, random things. I mean I am all about random things, punds dear, and all about myself. You, the devil, knew what you were doing; and so here goes:. 1 According to online MBTI profile measurement tool (you can find one here. I’m an INTP, whatever the hell that means (OK, this is what it means, it seems: http:/ www.intp.org/intprofile.html. 5 I told S that I can cook reall...
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Still thinking!...Trying to stop thinking: December 2007
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Trying to stop thinking. Wednesday, December 26, 2007. Ok people I need your help। I am completely bored of my collection of songs so need recommendation of songs from you.I am a sucker for good lyrics and senti stuff. sample this! Path pe chala us path pe mujhe aanchal tu bichane de. Tera Mera Saath Rahe. Main To Pyar Se Piya tere maang sajaongi. Purva Suhani Aai Re. Mere Jeevan Saathi kali thi mein tu pyasi. Apni Ankhon Mein Basakar. Meri Tammanon ki Taqdeer. Tota Maina Ki Kahani. Sajan mera us paar hai.
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my flawed design: December 2008
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Sunday, December 14, 2008. He could bind all in his words,. He could; the rising sun,. The lush green trees,. Birds humming their rhyme; everything. He tries hard to sketch himself,. In some lines, some words. But he fails and remains helpless. Or wouldn’t he? He walks and walks the longer miles,. He sings and sings his lines out of rhyme,. He wonders and wonders some more,. In the theater of his mind,. Sense, he thinks makes or breaks,. Longing for it, forever. Everything he makes,. Its spring again;.
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my flawed design: August 2013
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Sunday, August 25, 2013. वो बचपन की, छत्त वाली नींद आब क्यों नहीं आती है? वो बचपन की, छत्त वाली नींद आब क्यों नहीं आती है? आती है अब वो याद मुझे, जब कभी यह दुनिया मुझको सताती है।. जब एक टेबल फ़ैन की हवा, 12 लोगों में बराबर बटा करती थी,. थोड़ी ज़्यादा हवा के लालच में, मां से डांट भी बहुत पड़ा करती थी।. जब बगल वाली छत के दोस्त, रात के हमसफर हुआ करते थे,. जब बिजली जाती थी, तो मन को अच्छा सा लगता था,. और घंटों पकड़े जने पर, क्या बोलेंगे? उस पर सम्मेलन करना होता था।. लेकिन मालूम होत&#...Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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my flawed design: December 2009
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009. In my mind, I am a little black boy. Playing with my toy, oh what a joy! No worries, no pain, nothing lost or no gain,. I wait for the rain, Oh what a joy! A little black hat, rests on my head,. A yellow light bulb, glowing silhouettes. I, eating my bun, with the orange sun,. In my hand my toy, Oh what a joy! Mama did you call me? Are you to pull on my ear? I made a little bad, for a while i am sad. For a while i didn't play, i saw cracks in the clay,. I am waiting for joy!
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