Wake up…Yeah I am trying to liven up that insane writer in myself. Trying to play with words again. Words compliments writer and writer's existence depend on words and he can cease his silence within those words.
I think I have been silent for awhile now, longer than a while actually.
Sometimes the life-support does manage to coerce life into an otherwise comatose existence. Sometimes nerves fire up in an atrophied system, fingers twitch - first a little and then a bit more , finally getting up to do an unsure jig on a forgotten keyboard.
I have been left without stories in a city that spoilt me, always with choice, rather than paucity. I have been lazy, and I have been blind.
Now, I choose not to. Instead, I open my eyes.
Hoping that this isn't like one of those new year resolutions that I never take, knowing that they wont last. And that these rains will still inspire and seep into the dried mud of my mind, blooming into lines that carry some finite meaning.
End up with some lines of some track...
”Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way."
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Mixed Emotion:
TIME is the most elastic thing. It maximizes when you wait for a loved one and minimizes when you are having good time with them.
Sometimes I wish there should be a rewind and pause button in life and sometimes I wish for a fast forward.
"Milte hain aur bicchad jate hain log.. phir bhi bahut yaad aate hain log, bhuli beesri yaadon se nikal kar kabhi muskaan bante hain.. to kabhi aankhon se chhalak jaate hain yeh log."
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Sometimes I wish there should be a rewind and pause button in life and sometimes I wish for a fast forward.
"Milte hain aur bicchad jate hain log.. phir bhi bahut yaad aate hain log, bhuli beesri yaadon se nikal kar kabhi muskaan bante hain.. to kabhi aankhon se chhalak jaate hain yeh log."
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Saturday, February 20, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
When things go wrong as they sometime will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low, ad the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit;
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Success is failure, turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
If may be near when is seems afar,
So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;
It's when things go wrong that, you must not quit.
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low, ad the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit;
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Success is failure, turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
If may be near when is seems afar,
So, stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;
It's when things go wrong that, you must not quit.
Monday, September 28, 2009
~~ Aura of Dawn~~
You could punctuate things yourself, put in the semicolons where time puts in the full stop. Full stop mean the end. Anything else atleast says that there is still time .A chapter closed perhaps but in the sentence that defines the two of you , the curtains haven’t been drawn yet. And who is to say it won’t be a long sentence. Because hope springs eternal. And who is to say it won’t be an abrupt ending .There is no one looking at the grammar now is there.
Yesterday might have been a full stop. It ended up being a comma. It started out with anger and accusation, but by the time the curve was drawn, things were alright again.
Stream of thoughts flow , ponder presence of conspicuous zone , stuffed harmony in life ,breeze into get the world rocking …aura of dawn come and do the magic again .:)
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