-A window ajar is a prelude in building to the joy of being limitless! That uneasiness of being familiar somehow, sometime, somewhere.......

Friday, August 13, 2004

life's favorite metasnaps...

What are my favorite moments? The moments which i cherish with a waning smile and wish to relive for anything in the world. Been wondering about this for sometime now and finally came up with this list...
when u see a stranger smile, when u just sit there trying to figure out what the hell is going on, when u know ur boss is nowhere near being right and u say i agree(with a smile ofcourse), when u sit there and think about all the possible pasts and probable futures, when u look at those squiggly spell check lineson the monitor with delight, when u feel the air ten minutes before it rains, when u just empty an almost overflowing bladder, when u exactly grasp what the writer intended to say in one go, when u close ur eyes while tongue deep in a kiss,when u uncap that pen late in the night to jot down something terribly trivial,when u wake up in the morning and realise that ur still alive............

definitely shall be updated

another one of those supposed poems

Deconstructing life....

like a
wound within
a single horizon
of unconscious pill
i take
another breath,

Thursday, August 12, 2004

nietzsche's rorschach test

picture this,
a conversation between Frederich Nietzsche and Hermann Rorschach....(oh yes!!)
R: so im going to show you some diagrams and you need to tell me the first thing that comes to your mind.
R shows plate 1
N:'' ''
R: prompts, 'yessssss.....'
N:nothing came to my mind...
R shows plate 2
N:'' ''

This continues all the way upto plate 10...

finally Nietzsche says ' grow up'
Rorschach says..' have you'?
Their eyes meet...in that moment probably they knew what made them different from each other, in one word...society.

Wednesday, August 11, 2004


What would you call that feeling which seizes u instanty the moment you bump into an ex and that sudden momentary deep look into his/ her eyes and you feel a turmoil build within as if the world's vaulting into a miniscule meta picture in an illogical rehearsal of an unwanted tragedy!
Whats more painful, is the substance of such a moment is left more for the memory to be haunted than to be enjoyed even by the most pathological sadists who ever breathed oxygen of this planet and all these wordplay fails to put across that squirming feeling with an eternal paradox of seeking for repetition and erosion at the same time.Such a real shame for language.
Its not fondness or envy... its beyond that , for those keen and willing to discover i must say , it is ''hmmmmmmmm........''..... its beyond the clutches of reason or emotion, beyond pain and pleasure....u just tend to say...''hmmmmmmmm........'' the rest is plastered by the mouldings made by your ego in time ,space and matter.....resulting in many people giving a thought about it later on, in grand futility of course !!!
What gives me a tingle is that i havent had that feeling for sometime...!!!

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

The stream that flows

the stream that flows.......
Wrapt little secrets of hearts undiscovered,
Vanish …..eroded by times delicate poison unending
Once in while, a profound silence is recovered,
A divine force …, beyond and beneath growing,

All the contours in times laughter are swallowed
Into an ineffable void within…
Nothing subsists, until all rains are washed into oceans
All is forgiven and forgotten
Only the stream still remembers …
The persistence of disintegration of time
The stream that flows only bends,
Neither turns nor returns.....

wrote when young , for some vague reason felt like posting it ...

Thursday, August 05, 2004

false positives, but needed

Deliberation is a sign of a building disaster, speak of regulation in enchantment and it appears as democracy is the sole right of humanity, which in all humility i disagree with; it is definitely not necessarily a disapproval , but a respectful honest difference in the point of view( let all the politeness be blessed for the masses).
The ultimate of truths is that we are all unique and beyond comparison, so any tool of measure,for instance like life herself, is not beyond bias, So there has to be rulers and there has to be the ruled and most importantly there has to be an hierarchy.
Democracy in real principle is a lie agreed upon.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

yet another excursion

she:hmmm no.
he:eh what?
she:no i cant have sex with you.
he:y not??
she:u r a f-u-n-d-a-m-e-n-t-a-l-i-s-t!!
he:well thank you whats a fundamentalist?
she: u die for your beliefs and ignore outer reality and i cant stand that.
he:hmm, i totally agree with you but pray can i ask you a personal question?
she:eh go on.....
he:are you a fundamentalist??
she:no !! never!! i take life more superficially, lifes not worth a paracetamol.
he:thanks for demonstrating your inclination for shallowness but isnt such a belief a classic instance of fundamentalism or whatever you fancy??
she: errr.....alright

post sex

she:now tell me are you a fundamentalist??
he:how did you guess that?]
she: i got lucky.
he:i don blame you.
so long....

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