Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Erred, I have.

Grammatically I'm speaking the dialect Yoda when I say "erred, I have!"

Human ol' me has found the error of my er... ways. Been mortally astounded have I, by this discovery: a soliloquy apparently involves a certain lack of "a." An article of seeming importance was unwittingly transplanted in this word by moi. May be the Latin thought a monologue would transpire in the confines of a solitary mind under the spell of words.

Thank you, Santosh for making this blog a point of learning for me. Please do keep reading, 'proof-reading' even and leave behind your comments as proof.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

xyz dead promise...

So do i swear?
Of course not the oath of absolute gullibility but coarse words coursing with rage.

So do i rant and rave when life presents a knocker but slams the door in my face??
Should this be in the extremely private space of my blog (which i assume no one reads anyway)?

Sketch, mull, gaze, meander, wander or simply blather on like a verbose sea gull. Keep soaring. Float away. oh its Bach to haunt Richard than ever.

Or hit hard and swear harder. Wat TF, Who TF, Why TF ....basically WTF.

Yep. its the need for it. well, life made way for things like a bad movie throttling your sensibilities or a terrific spate of rain making the bitter trudge back home, enjoyable.

Sigh, sigh and triple sigh.
life so mortal and ephemeral, and yet so much seems to happen. un-believable.

Monday, March 27, 2006


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Find your own way.














A long journey awaits,
Weary traveller, look on.
That sky so blue beckons,
paths so many forsaken.

Pick up your heart,
hearten your spirit.
A falling star can guide,
even the dark, awaken.

Leave it behind,
Leave it all.
The words and fears,
walk on through.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

when darkness falls

Should be a sin to provide space to any man any how to blurt to his heart's content.
Must be why blogs are so popular!
Orit maybe that a small seedling of hope is nurtured, a slightly foolish hope that someone reads a coupla words / thoughts you took time to put out there. The anonymity helps and secures but maybe sets free some need to converse.
So much for a reason to start blogging.