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People are unkind. All of them. The best of them, the worst of them- every last one of them, given the slightest provocation, the merest leeway always end up being merciless and brutal. It’s that dratted, messed up, so-called human … Continue reading
Sometimes I wish, that our eyes would talk Let them form their own words, express all’s worth. I wish there was a language for us, that we’d understand, Of imploring looks, overwhelmed heart and an open hand. Happiness is so hard, hard to write about … Continue reading
Claritin is my new companion in this still-new country that I have been in for the last few years. It becomes Allegra, during my more trying times, but it’s only the name that changes. Anti-histamines remain my best friend, no … Continue reading
Do you believe in the “divide and rule” adage in making friends? Is that what makes one more likable, worthy and dependable? The ability to whisper some harmless snippets of their “other” friends, putting in that little seed of doubt, … Continue reading
February 22, 2011An old entry from an older diary I have been thinking so much about you. You know that, don’t you. And I forgot what day it was. It is the day, two years ago, when you left us. I … Continue reading
I hated you into the night,Till the darkness shrouded me underAnd I could lie no more-All of me dissolved into tearsOf ache, and helpless despairImploring and begging,Asking why was it that,When I tried and tried again,But I couldn’t hate you … Continue reading
I was going through some old posts of mine, and thinking of the times and inspirations which had brought forth the words that I had penned down. This post is almost exactly five years old, that I had written for … Continue reading
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
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