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 16:09 | 11/Sep/2008 |
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| Stop these induced mysteries bewilderingwhile your harlot mind unfolds in my palm, your nauseated eyes sickened to the marrow deceivebody cold as flesh lay grimon the landscape of your victorian floorring that meaninglessly shape and shinedissents your intrepid fingerand kisses held useful on the dressing table;dust-covered moth-eaten.Unmask the do...
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| 15:34 | 2/Sep/2008 |
| Starry Eyed | |
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| Descended from the sebaceous dark clouds, shining undimmed on my cold shoulders.Sometimes i knowingly notice you,sometimes others remark.It is because of youthat i have abandoned things i used to doand clothes i used to don.Faintly layered, scattered wafersof embarrassment and insult,in three weeks you will depart as this new shampoo loftily promis...
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| 00:57 | 31/Aug/2008 |
| Of August throes | |
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| By your earnest presence,and the pulp air you almost touch aroundfluent like an autumnal wave sexes;a red storm,of time that argueswith the spates of blood in hearts.(What a gory scene your leave leaves behind!)And by the nocturnal moon - a Kurdish fakeer indecorousacross streets cadenced with lamp postsrows aimlessly musinglike an ugly beetle on a...
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| 13:00 | 22/Aug/2008 |
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| carving garbled hearts on wooden planksof steel benches ghoulish in their melancholya stranger with no mapsjust the cheerful crackle of your smilereduced to a photographpassing by the scandalous basilica,the ancient tower leaning on an idle clockwhere your labyrinth soul nestled to the thought of my assuming presenceand hurried legs jived to a pink...
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| 18:09 | 21/Aug/2008 |
| War Bride | |
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| Through the kohl-eyes of an engine driveri see the everyday manas a pale morning moon,a quarter burnt page like yesterday's bride (and) todays birdflared for no Arabian talebut a Koranic verse misconstrued.And the bereft nations-a paralyzed piano,a pile of seeking bonesfor the rustle of skilled cuffsand measured keystrokes.The amber streets dyeda s...
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| 11:13 | 7/Aug/2008 |
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| One day I will walk up to you and say - "Everything I told you was a lie." Would you believe me Or think I was honest enough to tell you that? Your love on trial.
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| 14:47 | 6/Aug/2008 |
| voluntary rustings | |
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| When our identities are lostin crowded ménageswhen these silver threadsof analogous time chime disgusts for each otherwhen our words become to rustmy touch corrodeswe speak in silent staresevery detailed regard effacedand our shadows no longer meetWe can wear our versesavoiding the sameness of each other's rhymeand seek to become lain strangers aga...
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| 11:11 | 4/Aug/2008 |
| The I in Silence | |
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| In the airs that end with silencein the tinctures of incoherent distanceand checkerboard linoleum floors of timeI think of you squirminglike a nude-pink worm on a hookor in a bistro writing on a napkinyour words and your thoughtsstretched taut scrutinizing pretty boysassessing perfumes and smoke ringsand I see myselfin front of a wall-length mirror...
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| 11:26 | 30/Jul/2008 |
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| To have 24 hours with youvisiting harboursin rafts, houseboats and canoes for once symmetry would ruleas your night becomes mine as wellnot a topsy turvy 10 and a half hourof separation we find our rhythmour surges teach usto make a hotel rooma home the avenuesare cobblestonedamber-rose streetlightsaccompany us at dusk pitched feversthat won't be l...
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| 10:52 | 18/Jul/2008 |
| Schlock | |
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| Do not insinuate your sad preferences in black and white words of monochrome lives blind clangor and contrived voice. You beautiful poet don't need words these signifiers these loud paroles. Merely read my lines and fall asleep reprise in dreams that "words are cheap".
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| krishna veni | 04:03 | 20/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (186)
| City: City of Destiny
| Interests: Arts
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| Why am I blogging? |
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| Yesterday I was lost in thought wondering why I am blogging again I thought of quitting long back.. I remembered my first blog which I wrote during the early days where rediff used to allow posting blogs separately and there was no rediffiland, its just a time pass then. I was surprised when some one asked me if I had written a blog on one of my fa...
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| Meynur | 10:44 | 22/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (80)
| City: Heartland
| Interests: Friends, Ghazals,...
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| Tag.... Ohh, is it a game...? |
| Thanks to Bash… I also got Tagged… Now if I want to Tag others… I have to answer these 33 Questions… And Here They Are…1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER?Mughal – E – Azam, the colored one…Secret: I cried in last part…. Shhh…. Don’t tell any body…2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?Ladies Coupè by Anita Nair3. FAVOURITE BOARD GAME?Carrom4. FAVOURIT...
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| Veena Hari | 14:34 | 17/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (298)
| City: Mumbai
| Interests: writing
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| Calm in a storm. Screaming at a prick. Laughing off a bomb. Intolerant of a trick. Then. Now. Standing alone refusing to smile. A thousand thoughts filling my mind. The rain sneaks up, it pours for a while. I rush and panic till a shelter I find. That’s not me… cursing the rain. I’d love to get wet everyday. At the end of my energies a...
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| manu | 18:16 | 19/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (415)
| City: Delhi
| Interests: drawing. writting
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| encounter |
| I wish you should not have seen me with frozen eye’s ……….frozen to catch some thing You might not have heard anything what you said with minors of detail as you were not aware of your own act ….. but your eyes were Speaking volumes about your state of being by tha way this act of hiding your feelings With innocence is your specialty . You we...
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| shweta | 12:58 | 15/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (2)
| City: Raipur
| Interests: MOVIES, DANCING, ...
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| Zindagi |
| Zindagi guzari hamne ibadat mein,duaon mein sabko shamil kiya,aarzoo ki jab khud ke liye,khuda se hume kuch haasil no hua.............aapna jise samjha jab usne ki ruswahi,saath nibhane meri chali aai meri tanhai, poochati hu roz us khuda se ye zindagi mujhe kaha le aai,jab haste haisab mere ashkoon pe,poochati huon kahan gayi khudai.......... y...
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| shivani narula | 10:37 | 20/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (152)
| City: Delhi
| Interests: READING
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| Life O’ Life! |
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| LifeO’ Life!I wonder why lifetreats usSo indifferentlysometimesNo, most of the timesWe end up consolingOurselfves that itTeaches us toAccept and faceadversitiesAnd learn lessonsWas it too much toask for?Was it something sounaffordableBy youO life!If I ask you foranswers toMy why’s?Angered, You’ll treatmeMore harshlyNo one does that toyou.Everyone j...
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| anupama | 11:05 | 19/Aug/2008 |
| Friends: (24)
| City: Mumbai
| Interests: music,singing
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| Birthday Wishes !!!!!! |
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| Hey friends....Today (19/08/2008) is the birthday of our dear rediffiland friend : Sami Ahmed (http://onceuponatime.rediffiland.com/s cripts/xanadu_home_view.php). He has given us wonderful stories like: When they got married, A Tale of Love, When heart Stops, Love Letter to Girlfriend and many more of such beautiful writings . He is a wonderful...
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| janus janus | 19:30 | 12/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (327)
| City: Mumbai(Bombay)
| Interests: Yoga, music, cook...
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| Weekend humour |
| There were three American pilots captured by Germans in WWII.The Germans thought up a way to make the pilots crack and tellwhat they knew. They made them stand at attention, turn theirheads from side to side and say, "Tick - Tock", over and over. After about three hours, one of the pilots cracked and startedtelling all he knew, signing everything t...
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| Stacy Sin | 14:33 | 30/Aug/2008 |
| Friends: (106)
| Interests: Googling and Day-...
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| Doing what's right without fear or favou... |
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| I was born and bred in Singapore. This is my home, to which I am tied by family and friends. Yet many Singaporeans find me eccentric, though most are too polite to verbalise it. I only realised how eccentric I am when one friend pointed out to me why I could not use my own yardstick to judge others. I dislike intensely the elitist attitude of some ...
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| Lissome Lady | 11:36 | 17/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (302)
| City: Mumbai
| Interests: Life, people, lit...
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| ANATOMY OF A UNION CALLED MARRIAGE |
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| ANATOMY OF A UNION CALLED MARRAIGE Marriage is necessarily a union of two bodies; luckily a meeting of two minds; rarely a union of two souls; materially a tie-up between two families; happily a merging of two cultures and sadly and increasingly has become a skirmish /an abuse / an ennui / a resignation of two unmatched people. Marriage is a perso...
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| Harsha | 21:11 | 22/Aug/2008 |
| Friends: (339)
| City: Hyderabad
| Interests: buks,archeology
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| FOR MOTHERS-OBVIOUSLY THE BEST!!! |
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| NOTE: If you have already read this story somewhere, pl..z do not leave a message criticizing that its a decade or two old..however old it is..pl..z remember that this is MY blog and i post this solely 'cuz i like it..and comments are welcome as usual.With loadz o luv...HARSHA.TYPICAL MOTHERS...John invited his mother over for dinner. During the co...
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| tanu sahney | 19:16 | 6/Jul/2008 |
| Friends: (165)
| City: Lucknow
| Interests: music,studies,ple...
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| success |
| May the road rise up to meet you; May the wind always be at your back; May the sun shine warm upon your face; May the rain fall soft upon your fields. And until we meet again may God hold you in the palm of his hand. You’ve failed many times. Although you may not remember. You fell down the first time you tried to walk. You almo...
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| Sameera Nandi | 16:43 | 18/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (580)
| City: Mumbai
| Interests: Live life Queensize
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| To catch a smile |
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| Those who have read my tag post would know about my reading habits. Yes, the same! Attention deficient, can read only about 20 pages thing. I do not know how I ended up this way. In my school days I used to be a voracious reader. I would plead with the Librarian at school to let me take more than the allocated 2 books per week. I would exchange boo...
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| Zebunissa | 16:02 | 16/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (146)
| City: Pune
| Interests: physocology
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| What were they thinking when that happen... |
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| Riya"Oh my god! It can't happen to me. No! it's the last day of my life. Shit I will never ever be able to meet my love again.NO. My whole body is full of nausea, I can't bear it. I can't believe he has got hold of him. No god please help… please please.I can't shout or shrug him away, this might anger him and he may not let me go". Riya was so te...
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| shals | 11:56 | 17/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (230)
| City: Mumbai
| Interests: writing, reading,...
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| Life goes on... |
| Ramya sat in the balcony with her cupper of coffee. It was so rejuvenating after the strenuous morning tasks. Her mornings were so busy, ensuring breakfasts were prepared on time; tiffins were ready, bags packed and Anuj made ready at least 2 minutes before his school bus honks at the door. Once Anuj was out next was to make sure every thing was in...
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| praveen sharma | 15:26 | 19/Aug/2008 |
| Friends: (966)
| City: Delhi
| Interests: To love is to suf...
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| THE LOVE |
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| "The name that can be named is not the eternal Name. The unnamable is the eternally real," . So, if you focus on the name, then you are likely to lose the actual substance and essence of it.Basically “LOVE” is a unique feeling that can’t be defined if we really live it. On the contrary it can be defined with all its technicalities for all other pur...
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| Distant Mela... | 13:23 | 14/Sep/2008 |
| Friends: (23)
| City: London
| Interests: The happenings
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| An ounce of reality |
| Adorning present searching lightthe creepy past just shady and wild....the faster i run the better it gets hence i decide to stand and face...as i face eye to eyeand as moment passit real gets diluted....i smelt realityOh!!!it did smell goodbut still havent really shred it offthis creepy shady past..glimpses of it comes now and thenbut you knowit i...
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| Ambika Singh | 12:42 | 11/Jul/2008 |
| Friends: (17)
| City: Kolkata
| Interests: music ,singing, r...
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| jal rockzzzzzzzzzzzzz |
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| hi all u rockin people.hope everyone is enjoying life .well if any one is interested in the pakistani pop band jal plzzzzz reply as early as possible cause i really have good stuf for them..
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