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khadz world: Freedom
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Its the only place where I am me. Saturday, January 30, 2010. I trace the patterns. Of the agarbathi smoke. With that of the. Garland around his frame. I sit there,. While he lies in front of me. From head to toe. Cold and stiff,. Even in death he remains. Between his brows,. Women come in,. Embrace me and wail. As thought they were the bereaved ones! My glass bangles are smashed,. The vermilion on my forehead. By each of them,. Again and again and again. The broken clinking glass pieces,.
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khadz world: June 2007
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Its the only place where I am me. Wednesday, June 20, 2007. Baffling. frightening. plagiarized? What was reality then? Was there anything that was real? Or, was it just us who took things to be real simply to avoid complicating matters? Was reality only that which was perceived by our five senses? Were the things that existed beyond our capacity to perceive them real? What is it then that defines the real world and differentiates it from a dream or an imaginary world? Thus, we take this appearance to be ...
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khadz world: November 2006
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Its the only place where I am me. Thursday, November 23, 2006. Tis a dazzling Star, leading me,. Deep into a lacuna of fantasy,. Blinding the sight, with a divine light,. Promising a surreal reality. A soft sound pulls me back. 8220;Whispers of reason? 8221; I ask. Blocking the way, and the stellar ray,. Leaving me confounded in my track. 8220;O Star, where do you take me? What is this strange territory? A haven of dreams, where happiness beams? A wonderland sans animosity? Opens her arms wide to greet!
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khadz world: March 2007
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Its the only place where I am me. Tuesday, March 06, 2007. Hate this feeling within. How I wish I could just kill myself. Stories about students from my college committing suicide abound. it really doesn't matter how many and how much of those stories, is a figment of someone's dark imagination. all that matters to me is that they had the courage and gumption to take that final step. they weren't cowards! Whats the use of living a life filled with regrets and unhappiness? How i wish i could just die.
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khadz world: Sacrifice… murder.
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Its the only place where I am me. Wednesday, July 18, 2007. I saw a dog die. I saw a train crushing the life out of him. The rumble of the mighty engine drowned the tiny squeak which was the last thing he did – a cry for help? I saw him die while I stood there helpless. I don’t like dogs. But, painful tears instinctively stung my eyes while I stood there, frozen. That dog was a small thing, white, with a black snout. He had innocent, big eyes very similar to Gypsy’s (Romy’s dog) eyes. Why did he die?
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khadz world: SAVE WATER
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Its the only place where I am me. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. Http:/ www.slideshare.net/jbrenman/thirst. Its a nice aesthetic ppt. but more importantly, it speaks of a problem that needs urgent attention. Please care to have a look and spread the awareness. After all, as someone said "we do not inherit the earth from our fathers but borrow it from our children". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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khadz world: October 2006
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Its the only place where I am me. Saturday, October 21, 2006. Has anyone given any thought to death? That curse which will kill the curse of life. That fanciful idea which will put an end to everything and maybe be a beginning to something inconceivable. Has anyone else been scared to imagine herself/himself cramped in a long hole, dug up somewhere in a miniscule part of earth? That one hole where earth enfolds you in her all-encompassing, cold embrace. When we do die, will the world grieve? A patriot; a...
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khadz world: Decisive Drift
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Its the only place where I am me. Thursday, September 25, 2008. At an unexpected moment. With silence in between. An odd blink of recognition. And you pass by…. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I live in the past, am stuck in the present and dream about the future. A sentimental, melodramatic and romantic creature.an idealist yearning to live a Utopian world! A patriot; a pessimist; a complete social misfit - I believe in what Chuck Palahniuk says: I just dont want to die without a few scars.
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khadz world: July 2007
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Its the only place where I am me. Wednesday, July 18, 2007. I saw a dog die. I saw a train crushing the life out of him. The rumble of the mighty engine drowned the tiny squeak which was the last thing he did – a cry for help? I saw him die while I stood there helpless. I don’t like dogs. But, painful tears instinctively stung my eyes while I stood there, frozen. That dog was a small thing, white, with a black snout. He had innocent, big eyes very similar to Gypsy’s (Romy’s dog) eyes. Why did he die?
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khadz world: April 2007
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Its the only place where I am me. Monday, April 02, 2007. Http:/ www.ibnlive.com/blogs/suhasinihaidar/218/33277/the-face-of-fear.html. Do read this post on the cnn-ibn b1og. its by suhasini haider. its abt the gujarat riots. those gruesome murders that were thought1ess1y committed in the 1and from where i originate. how can such hatred exist? Labels: lunatic in the head. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
