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Reflections of a soul: August 2015
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Friday, August 7, 2015. DESTINY – A POEM. When the world dances at your feet. To the songs you compose and the music you write. You feel like in heaven. Just as Eve’s Eden. But world is cruel and does not offer much solace. You think of your needs but you are forced to deface. Your soul craves just as you feared. But You can’t really heed. Instead You break out like a bead. Why me you ask? Redefining Obliv...
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Reflections of a soul: June 2014
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Thursday, June 12, 2014. On a day when the sky looked dull. And the weather dry and lull. Your whatsapp notification woke me up. And the image you sent made me jump. Up in the air in joy and smile. In a moment, I went back in time. How true I thought! If not for my past, you would not be found. Had our paths not crossed, the way it did , the time it did. I doubt if life would be this good. A Plate of Rice.
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Reflections of a soul: DESTINY – A POEM
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Friday, August 7, 2015. DESTINY – A POEM. When the world dances at your feet. To the songs you compose and the music you write. You feel like in heaven. Just as Eve’s Eden. But world is cruel and does not offer much solace. You think of your needs but you are forced to deface. Your soul craves just as you feared. But You can’t really heed. Instead You break out like a bead. Why me you ask? 8 Reasons why th...
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Reflections of a soul: July 2013
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Sunday, July 7, 2013. From Jeddah with Love! They say first impression makes for the best impression. Undeniably it remains a lasting impression. I still remember the first impression of my better half (which was hardly to be found after that. it is that impression that I have to cling to at times, if you get what I mean ;) . Now, if the airport scene was chaotic, the roads were even more. Cars jumping...
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Reflections of a soul: May 2011
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Friday, May 6, 2011. Disclaimer: Below is purely fictional. The first kiss… I thought to myself…. The next day when I saw her, my eye transformed into a mini x-ray machine. Details of her which seemed inane and plain began to strike me. Her tightly pleated skirt, short socks, the red hair band across her wavy hair and most of all the red neck wear which she claimed brought her magical charms;. 8220;Not the...
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Reflections of a soul: August 2013
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Monday, August 19, 2013. He was unaware of her watchful eyes on him. She was behind him watching his every move. Not with any evil motives rather with a plea of desperation. Her eyes moist and throat parched. Her every nerve aching for him. She stood there stranded; letting only her sight reach him – to brush with his body and somehow magically make him turn back and come to her. This day would come –...
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Reflections of a soul: April 2013
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Tuesday, April 9, 2013. The oil of sorrow will fry only malice. What comes of it will make for poor choice. Yet of people there are so many. Who likes to mould life through their dark foundry. What good will a smile of poison bring. Wont tears of joy make for a happier spring? A drop from the fountain of joy. Is always worth every ploy. Now, life is only lived once,. A little reflection by the river. 8 Rea...
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Reflections of a soul: September 2013
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Thursday, September 12, 2013. How certain can one be of the future? Any decision we make to charter a career path which is a little radical is met with huge criticism. Somehow our sense of logic and reasoning forces us to see the world through a narrow opening when it comes to making our livelihood. Which perhaps explains the huge pool of unemployable engineers India produces nowadays. Brave are indeed the...
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Reflections of a soul: February 2014
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Tuesday, February 18, 2014. If words were meant to paint the images that bring to life the emotions the word carries, then I think they miserably fail when it comes to portraying certain emotions. Is there a way you can put forth the elation that descends upon you as you feel the tender new born skin wrapped in cotton cuddled in your arms? To all parents out there – I now know what it feels like! The Hunt ...
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Reflections of a soul: June 2011
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Reflections of a soul. Few words to give life to my rumblings. #Fiction, #Poetry, #Current affairs. Tuesday, June 28, 2011. A day in college life. Disclosure: The below is NOT fictional :). There is this saying – we have our moments in life. That was one day I had ‘multiple moments’ one after the other. 8220;Issam, let’s go to Tambaram for Ifthar (for breaking the fast)” – Tambaram being the nearest town where you’ll get anything decent. 8220;Sure” – he replied readily. Anyway, I had to convince him.
