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About Guria

An Artist in Science: A Misfit 'cause I choose to be one. "Whenever you find that you are on the side of the majority, it is time to reform" And a Maverick, because, I'm... umm... brilliant?

Catharsis XVI: Of friendships and expectations

Posted on January 16, 2015 by Guria

Disclaimer: Yet again, sarcastic post ahead! You don’t have to read. Turn back now. There may be several resemblances to people alive or dead, which is purely coincidental, or is it? But I am not telling. If you are offended, … Continue reading →

Posted in Catharsis, Friends, Laughs, Observer, People and Relationships, Sarcasm, Soliloquy | Leave a comment

Seven

Posted on January 8, 2015 by Guria

Image Courtesy Distance is a bitter pill to swallow, especially when time too refuses to co-operate. Gifts are too mundane and wishes, too commonplace but the love needs to transcend all. And words are all that I have… and then, … Continue reading →

Posted in Life, Love, The Other Side of the River, You | 2 Comments

Battle scars

Posted on December 28, 2014 by Guria

Losing you wasn’t an option, it was predestined. Like the gleaming sand that slowly seeps through the clenched fingers in a tight fist gone numb, I knew that I would never be ready for it, not now, not today, not … Continue reading →

Posted in Abstract, Chapters, Creations, Darkness, Heart, Loss, Love, People and Relationships, Philosophy, Random | Leave a comment

Catharsis XV: Overthinking is a type of dementia

Posted on August 26, 2014 by Guria

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental, or sadly circumstantial, or simply may be due to a continued growth in my popularity. No living creature with a heart has been harmed during the making of … Continue reading →

Posted in Catharsis, Friends, Laughs, Observer, People and Relationships, Sarcasm, Soliloquy | 6 Comments

Catharsis XIV: the cynic’s love

Posted on August 6, 2014 by Guria

It’s strange how far we have grown apart. We talk, for we have to, being scared of the silence that looms so loud. Yet while we talk, we check ourselves, our words, turning them over in our minds and praying … Continue reading →

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Football: A Religion

Posted on July 2, 2014 by Guria

It’s been a while I have been ensconced in the Americas, but I haven’t still transitioned completely.  For instance, I am yet to comfortably lapse into the word “soccer”, it is still “football” for me in a country where that … Continue reading →

Posted in Calcutta and Bengali, Observer, Passions, Random, Reviews | 1 Comment

Unbridled

Posted on June 2, 2014 by Guria

It will hurt, it will acheAnd you’ll think, that you will break.It will smart, it will mock,Like your world is balanced on a rock.You’ll think, and will think againThinking what could be doneTo make it all undone-And start it all … Continue reading →

Posted in Creations, Heart, Me, People and Relationships, Verses | 2 Comments

To My Cherished

Posted on May 30, 2014 by Guria

I would love you unto death,Like I have loved you in life. I loved,Breathing, asphyxiated or barely gaspingThe life within of my soul, with its beating frantic heartThere was no end, nor a beginning to the tale of circlesIt went … Continue reading →

Posted in Creations, Happy, Heart, Love, People and Relationships, Verses | 2 Comments

Cast Aside

Posted on January 26, 2014 by Guria

Lost in an ocean of miseryTravelers, dark and drearyFriends, who were friends no more-With only sailors,Sailing in the same boat.Of need and usefulness,That was of use no more;Cast aside and forgotten,A cheap shell, washed ashore.Told to get lost and never … Continue reading →

Posted in Catharsis, Creations, Friends, Life, Me, Observer, People and Relationships, Philosophy, Soliloquy, Verses | 4 Comments

Disappointments

Posted on January 20, 2014 by Guria

That I could call heartbreak a disappointment told me that all wasn’t lost. That even as I lay amongst heaps of the broken shards, I held on to that power of becoming whole one day. That there was a stronger … Continue reading →

Posted in Abstract, Catharsis, Chapters, Creations, People and Relationships, Philosophy, Soliloquy | 8 Comments