when the rain washes my feet....we know its time to accept defeat....as the time rolls by....We move to another plane...another side and another rain....

Boiling heat, summer stench....through the cream...you look at him....as he lays by dead.. In a pool of blood....So Maroon

so you think its all figured out....life is just another game....and the love just blows away....fading to grey


with thanx to arnab for letting me post his poem on my blog.
thanx arnab ....u r great:)

A MOSAIC

I was just going through my drafts in the blog . So many things which I had started to write but couldn't finish. All those random thoughts left in between. Thoughts which I promised myself i would come back and complete and finish but couldn't. Why ? Again I don't know. Lack of coherence ...but then most of my blog posts appear to be incoherent. Lack of time..No i always have lots of time to waste. Then what? Don't know. So am trying an experiment now. Join together those unfinished pieces. A kind of Mosaic . Let's See how it comes through.Going from my oldest unfinished blog post to the latest


This one was on 1/12/2008 titled "The Mumbai Trip"
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The next was untitled and written on 6th march 2008
Too many thoughts at one time. how to unscramble ..how to make some sense of this conundrum..how to sort everything out and put it straight . my mind has become like my wardrobe..messy. but unlike the wardrobe putting my mind right is much more difficult.My wardrobe i did clear up in the morning..everything is now properly folded and kept in its place . woolens on one side , ironed clothes on the other. Everything neat ...everything in order.
how i wish my mind was a

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This again an untitled one written on 13th April 2008
"This may be the curse of the human race. Not that we are so different from one another but that we are so alike. "
These lines are from the latest book of Salman Rushdie. Something which was in my mind too but as a very rough idea.A push from best friend has


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This one was titled " THE PAST CONNECTIONS "

This is what happens to me usually during holidays.First I crave for them during my entire working time and when i get them i actually don't know what to do.This is not to mean that i don't have any work.There is never any dearth of work its simply the dearth of will to do anything. So for the past two days I am doing what would be an anathema to all workaholics i'e "nothing". I am simply whiling away my time. During this great endeavour i suddenly thought of using the net to find about people i knew. Wh

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This one is called " A HALF BAKED RELATIONSHIP " and was scribbled on 10th august 2008
So ,my sis asks today "what's the scene between u and him ?" " scene , what scene ? i feign innocence .But was i feigning or I myself don't know .How do you try explaining your relationship to anyone.When do you start explaining it to yourself

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This is an untitled entry on 22nd august 2008
" Is my face not good?"he asked . What can i say ,not that his face is bad (though he is no Adonis,but he is normal as most people are ).What made me quiet was not hat i had no answer , it was the situation in which this question was asked.This Friend

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This is on 8th Jan 2008

"Only two things are infinite,universe and human stupidity and i 'm not sure about the former" So are the words of my darling Einstein.
As always i fully agree with him.And in my case i choose each and every instance to prove this infinity of human stupidity .
How? Well i can start talking about the instances and the list won't end. So let's concentrate on the latest. One day before the dreamer ate the head of her very good friend about how to get over people and all. Now this friend is presently in USA, trying to breathe after a killer of a semester and still with his own work to finish but poor fellow gave all the required ear and shoulder and even tried to give dreamer some sound advice. The advice which was actually quite simple and sane . Stop all communications.But sanity and the dreamer rarely walk on the same path. So in spite of all the good resolutions that this is the path to be followed the very next day the dreamer gets a call from him (the person she was trying to get over )and she is back to square one.
Now the Ge

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This one was written on 25Th Jan 2009

So here is the first blog for the year 2009. Just noticed that the last i had written was in July last year. So its been along gap. Why? I wonder..... Its not that there was nothing to write about. Things were happening...but somehow didn't have the strength to write about them.
So what should i write about....the year that was? Last year was OK i guess had its ups and downs. Downs more i guess


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This is the last draft titled " My friend's other Universe " from 22nd Feb 2009


For a long long time I've believed that in friendship one should

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So here they are all my unfinished entries in different stages of unfinish.
Probably they were better left unfinished and unpublished... Probably not