tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78889388852992618502012-02-16T11:50:42.359-08:00...the time when I float between what I am ... & what I want to be... at times, these silences... are like a bridge...connecting my two worlds.. at times...they become my refuge... when I dont want to be present anywhere...You Know Me Very Wellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05253369630890043863noreply@blogger.comBlogger1111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7888938885299261850.post-8356135662998368112012-01-20T20:23:00.000-08:002012-01-20T20:24:11.011-08:00

Today morning, after a long time, when I walked 4 KM in half hour, I realised I need "To get my time back for myself !"  I guess it may not be as simple as it sounds, but I am planning to follow the basic steps to try to achieve this task.. :) Decrease the list of priorities Discipline De-clutter and  most importantly learning to say NO. Hope it works...so that it would also help me come the

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  For a long time now, I have had a dream of being part of IIMC. Being associated with this great institution and to be recognized as one of the alumni has been my longest wish, dream and inspiration. Throughout my years of experience working with various organizations, I have had the privilege of working with some of the great minds who have all been alumni of the esteemed IIMC. Working with

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Somewhere down the paths of lifeYou seem to have taken different waysAs she went far away from youLife seems to have disappeared in many ways There is this emptiness insideA void that refuses to get filledmind hops on to multiple things.. whilethe heart just waits there...stilled On this journey thats taking her farCan she see ahead beyond these bends?Is this where she begins again orIs this

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 A couple of years ago... I had posted this poem titled  "Letting Go ! ..." A friend of mine recently helped me with a different version of that...So here we go with " Can you let go? " :) Is there some strange feeling inside? Will you be able to keep everything aside? Do you want to reach out to the skies, Or just go where the wilderness lies ? If you walk into those far away cold mountains

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Just wanted to take a moment and salute all the Mumbai policemen and Traffic police cops....I do know that some of the things that anyone of us would think of, the moment someone mentions "Police", is usually all the corruption, brutality, harassment and probably numerous other unmentionables. But gradually I also realised how difficult their jobs must be.. how tough it must be to handle so many

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As Ajay( my son) and me stood there in the balcony feeling the lovely drizzles of Mumbai's very own "Mungaru Male", Ajay suddenly said..." Ma...Auto rickshaws are so cute na... small and little and going so fast in all the directions "... and then I realised looking from our balcony up there, with their yellow and black colours and 3 wheels rotating, the autos on the road did look small and cute.

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Life seems to be on a fast forward mode...its rushing past me at such a rapid pace that I am left with only chasing behind, catching up and hanging on. Looking back at the past few weeks, all the actions, reactions and interactions that have been happening around have probably stopped me from coming by this way ( the blogging way, I mean) . I am not a person who writes a diary every night, but

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It was a great show at CWG... Thankfully at least for the 11 days of the games, everyone put aside the falling bridges, flooding rivers, unhygienic accommodation standards, corrupt officials and not meeting deadlines, as thankfully even the rain Gods seem to have become silent spectators to a spectacular show. For a change we watched lot of sports and games and it was not cricket and Doordarshan

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After a long long time..... recently watched this full length movie on a TV channel... and ofcourse remembered a few of my very close girl friends.. :) ... its a story about a group of girls and the movie ends with one of m...summarising the entire sequences through her thoughts... a self dialogue kinds.. and it goes like .......Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a boy punches you he

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Suddenly Ajju seems to be all grown up !... he wants to be on Facebook, he has his own mail and friends list and more importantly he doesnt want to share his password with me :) Do I see the future? yes i guess so..but the best thing is now he wants his own blog to write all his silly stories..from his school and class... let me see how i can help him out ...keep checking this space for updates...

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Its now a month and I still cant believe it. Though I know it can never bring back our dear friend Sanjay - felt like leaving a small homage as a respect to the person I knew as one of the closest friends krishnan had ever had.The ever smiling Sanjay passed on so very suddenly.....but he will remain in our hearts forever. His energy, enthu, sense of humour, his caring ways for his family will

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It is almost 2 months since my trip to Andamans - Port Blair and Havelok Island. though I have been trying to write about it, somehow I could not bring myself to find time till now. Before I go into it, let me atleast tell you that this is one vacation I have been planning to take for the last 4 years atleast, that too alone.. not sure why.. but I always kept thinking that I should go to Andamans

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How many nights remain wide awake in sleep...?How many dreams dissolve in eyes that weep…?How many lives wait to share the feelings of love…?How many eyes search for lost ties even now…?How many people lead a life that’s a lie…?How many broken hearts cry out and sigh...?How many memories kindle a dead romance…?How many of them do get another chance...?This is written for a friend...J Gal....you

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I feel; would you care?I think; will you be there to share?I reach; would you come back to where you left me long ago?I walk; will you be around to say “Let’s go"?I sit; would you count the stars for me?I speak; will you break the silence with me?I smile; would you become a sparkle of joy?I cry; will you continue your life and enjoy?

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When I sit alone, most often,I try to reach out and seek you...Gradually you become a blurred collageOf images & memories which are very few...

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I wanted to write about quite a few things in the past few months..but somehow nothing got translated on to this webpage... nothing was that important.. but I thought of writing about the Mumbai Marathon...which I could never attend... ( we could not wake in time for that..) :)... and then about the horrible traffic....... the mutliple trips to the beaches.. ( I love the waves but the beaches in

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In one insane moment of love, She seem to have let go of you She doesn’t belong to you any more And the truth rapped her that never did you She dwells in the deep bowels of earth Where love and life are not so near She doesn’t try to reach out any more But when you miss her, will you atleast shed a tear Phases of life seems to have zoomed by Even as she stood there and tried to stop Memories

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Glass walls threaten to engulfEven as the heart aches for your sightNothing matters any moreAs the senses, no longer are rightThoughts seem to suspend the trust and hopeThat you will find the way back somewayInsane thoughts run down as tearsHaunting every night and everydayPlease don’t come into the dreamsAs the longing intensifies for your presence moreFade away even from the thoughts,As it’s

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All around me I see people speaking in different languages and it makes me only more curious to learn new ones... even as Ajju struggles to settle down at Mumbai, one of the main reasons being lack of fluency while conversing in Hindi and thus in turn resulting in failed attempts at making new friends that age , a tiny thought kept nudging through my head... Even though we have quite a few Telugu

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Rooted on the beach, the waves kept pounding the feetPiling up sand, pulsating the thoughtsAs if you are reaching out, across the milesWhispering promises into the waves !There was no fear any more, no more sinking into the sandFar across the horizons, as the Sun kept going downThe waves kept getting bigger yet softer and milderGently touching the muted heart, kindling the memories !Miles and

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Usually people could never keep me out of any conversation.. I was always part of any thing that was being spoken about, discussed, argued, fought,felt, written... etc etc ...I could actually hit it off right away even having non-stop conversations with complete strangers...in fact that's how this blog sprang up...as it gave me a platform to put my thoughts into words....I could write down

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Thoughts run from one thing to the other...But they don't rest on you any more...Nights are filled with weird dreams...But there is no more hurt from the heart's core...Sitting by the window, closing the eyes...But the minds eye stares at the faraway stars...The love that held seems to have gone...But it also took away all its scars...Aching tears have dried away...No more does the heart call

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As we stand almost close to end of June, I am taken aback by the fact that I haven't come this way since March...indeed a long time of silence to surmount the sporadic changes....as I was reluctant to login to this url though I had the necessary resources ( read as time and connectivity)....... and this time around, I write from Mumbai......so the life changing decisions that I was talking about

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Apart from wondering how silence can be anything else but maddening...it was even strange to imagine all the sounds of silence... some one once told me that silence speaks louder...and I guess I did learn gradually, that sounds of silence speak volumes....and as I try to pen down my thoughts, it is only to understand these bits & pieces of silence that at times work like a wonderful system of

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Kuch sapne din mein dikh jaate hein !Aankhon ke saamne khade ho jaate hein !Haat aage badao.. tho ghum ho jaate hein !Kuch sapne ...kabhi dubara nazar nahi aate hein !- just heard somewhere :)

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I know.. its been a while now, since I updated my blog...I guess I was sort of using the silence as a refuge, away from the prying minds, making sure that neither the multiple battles that I was fighting nor the stupid emotions, will get reflected through the words that get poured out into this space if I venture into this world in those small vulnerable moments :).... Yep.. you are right.. am a

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Here I go with one more filmy title... but then , this post has got nothing to do with SRK or Bollywood or films at all... This is a fwd poem I received from one of my best(est) friends( oops.. I can see all the English pandits twitching their noses with contempt already) :).. Anyways.. this was touching in so many ways...and probably it did relate to my current frame of mind...don't ask me if I

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I happened to receive a whole bunch of books & pictures from ISKCON today as part of our annual membership. As I saw my favorite picture of Radha-Krishna, I could not help but think of one of my poems written a while ago ( Re-posting it here). While my home hosts a multiple artworks of Radha-Krishna, this particular poem was written after watching an inspiring classical dance performance :)....

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I never thought the 3rd post for this year will actually be something like reporting a misadventure. But I've got to share this with you all...before my memory fades out the minute details :)I was in Chennai for the last couple of days, to attend a cousin's wedding yesterday.. and of course, as usual, time just flew by, dotted with visiting ailing aunts, one condolence visit, meeting all the

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Hmmm... What a movie...Just managed to catch up on this long pending movie and all through it, I kept wondering why I could not make time for it till now......I am not sure why such good films dont actually become Box Office Hits... may be the lack of glamour doesnt help much.... and it might not appeal to the NRI audience..... and it may not win us any Golden Globes or Oscars.. But good....

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Things kept me busy... life became so hectic that I could not even check out my blog for a while now ... though its almost 18 days since a brand new year has started, I owe myself to wish each & everyone of you a happy, peacefilled & blessed new year...!!!I should say the year started great...After a long time (read it as many years)... Krishnan & me had time for ourselves.. as Ajay had been to

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Hmmm... I seem to be a going through a lazy weekend....for a change.. nothing seems to be driving me..u know, some thing like, there s no mad rush to do anything... I woke up late, watched some dumb movie ( RNBDJ) till it reached the half time and I could no longer take it, tried getting things around the house in order ( I did try.. not sure how far I succeeded)... waited for some friends.. who

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Does anyone remember this good old serial on Doordarshan called " FAUJI" :) that was telecast some 20 yrs ago :) Yep, I know that would bring a smile onto the lips of atleast some of u old timers who managed to have a glimpse of King Khan in his first avatar....Abhimanyu Rai !!!:)There was some interview being aired by CNN-IBN today and as Shahrukh spoke, I felt a flash of the dude - Abhimanyu

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Even before I start, it might be required for me to warn you that as you approach the end of this post , this might surely confuse you, as I dont promise that I have complete clarity even while I make up my mind to put all my stupid thoughts on to this new blog post. But have been hearing and experiencing mulitple emotions over the last few days/weeks/months that I felt some of them deserved a

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She thinks about her dreamsThose engulf her during the nightsAs she opens her eyes to every dawnShe smiles, as they disappear with the daylightsShe thinks about the blossomed loveThe one that bloomed like wild flowerAs she sees it gradually wither awayShe smiles, as it’s just like her elusive loverShe thinks about the caring wordsAnd the words that came through soothing silenceAs she tries to

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They have done it again... Mumbai burns.. and it depresses & angers us all....the unknown face of terror is unleashed upon innocent humanity.. and yet again we go about doing what we usually do... some of us call our friends & family to make sure they are all safe, some of us watch the endless replays of media havoc, some of us do definately talk about it with everyone around, some of us curse

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" He comes to her unexpectedly…. Like the ray of a hidden light….that can hit her suddenly…at any moment…!"Its just a line from the Ayn Rand authored book - "Atlas Shrugged" , while referring to the characters -Dagny Taggort & Francisco d'Anconia...I guess I can relate to that....connect it to quite a few of my earlier blog posts & it just goes on to strengthen the belief in something that I

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Do men actually have that kind of control on us? Even while we keep going about our lives.. multitasking our multiple roles...they can actually make us long for them....subtly...surprisingly... stupidly.....They come to us only when they feel like.. and when they need us ........and they can actually shut out and close if they dont need us for a while... having their own lives...engrossed in

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How does she tell him that she is missing him?When all she can feel are walls aroundHow does she say that he is her everything?When she lost her way with her feet agroundHow does she know if it’s reaching him?All the tears that were shed over lonely nightsWould he even know about the inflicting torture?As she tries to challenge her lonely fightsHow will he ever know about her love?When all he

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There was this dialogue in a Julia Robert's movie -'Sleeping with the enemy'..................."IT NEVER STARTED !!!"3 little words.. yet I guess they left a lasting impact to be embedded into the memory...http://maddeningsilences.blogspot.com/2007/12/confused-people-complex-feelings_22.html

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Here we go with another translation !!! As I listened to this song today from a Tamil Movie made Some time ago ....Manam Virumbudhe from Nerukku Ner..., the thought of translating it started bugging me :) and again I hope it makes some kind of sense ...http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=AJRdgfH_EDs_______________________________________________________My heart likes you, so muchThat my eyes fight back

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Its engulfing...completely taking me back through years...and it keeps hitting me in phases......how many incidents, how many people, how many faces, how many words, how many stupid feelings, how many memories,...... and some ppl do disappear from our lives.... as suddenly as they come into our lives... and all we get left with are memories....and Maddening Silence in the hearts !!!!

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This is one of my fav songs in Telegu...( from the movie - Gulabi)....so very sweet.. and so very nice..... I had actually tried to translate this into English as one of my poems.. am not sure how far I could succeed..... but do listen & check out the song... :-)http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=89UeL8F-DgkWhat would you be doing at this time?Every moment I keep thinking about the same……….I have left

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The messages will keep coming…the signals will keep warning…all possible forces will keep indicating to hold back…but when its in your destiny…is there any way to stop what is bound to happen…As you look down upon your actions….what hits you the most?... what you want to do… or what you end up doing to yourself?…when you feel suddenly vulnerable…what happens to oneself?… does the façade of

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It was a while ago... but getting to post now...adding up an atricle on to my blog :)_____________________________________________________It doesn’t make any sense any more… Its like…“Don’t let anyone become a priority in life for whom you are just an option….Open your eyes and see the things as they really are…”No… it doesn’t make me feel sad or angry or depressed… may be u can say... Over a

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As the years rolled by, and days kept fadingThe longing grew as emptiness filled my timeThen I guess God did plan my miracleAnd knew when the bells should chimeDeep into the nights when the world sleeps aroundMy eyes refuse to close as they earlier used toI stare at the night sky and send out a prayerAnd wonder if my miracle is seeing the same stars tooWords of silence to show all the careMutual

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Love this song from Life in a Metro...It makes so much of sense ...When you listen to it play in the middle of the night when everything around you is silent....When you sit alone and think of things that affected your life...When you feel helpless about the aspects that you have no control on... When you have mixed feelings about whats happening....When you are not sure about what you want and

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A tear makes its way down...slowly and steadily...waiting until the emotions actually brim it to the full...God knows where it originated and for what specific reason...but then it slowly slides down... tracing the path that seems to have well defined...carrying with it some million dreams, million hopes, million feelings..... gradually getting absorbed into the texture of the skin... or is it

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This week has been a mixed bag of complex feelings! You can say completely different emotions rocked me up...! Bunch of kindergarten children from SOS Children's village...visited our office as part of our SMILE initiative...such cute children... and how cruel it must be to be parent less in this big bad world.. :-(... but the fun they had and their little smiles... brought tears to my eyes...

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Isn’t it a beautiful thing that shows us different designs and patterns and colours?Sometime I feel its so much like our life... life that’s full of broken pieces that mix and match and form different patterns… pieces that have been brought together from different places…different scenarios…different people…different lives…different pieces - some that have been there for ages….some that suddenly

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Why do I feel lost at times? and I wonder whats consuming my thoughts? In fact as I was mentioning to a friend yesterday, at times, I do feel empty inside. It's as if I am trying to gain access or reach out somewhere and grab all that I want.. something that's being ever elusive...may be I got it all wrong....Of course, I am capable of being stupid at times... Anyways...right now, the numerous

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Aamir Khan:I ve known him since the time I was in shcool ( I never said he knows me ) :-) ... and I remember all the gals in my class going weak in the knees for the chocolate hero of the QSQT days... It was good to come across his blog recently...Man.. this guy knows to write..or even if some of us keep thinking that he s not doing it himself.. may be this guy knows how to get it written :-)

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You can feel her in the gentle breezeAs she caresses and passes by your faceShe can woo you with her subtle touchesAs the birds chirp from trees that stand in graceYou can feel her in the waves that riseAs each wave, with more power comes your wayIsn’t she telling you to keep going? As some day,The clouding foam will surely wither awayYou can feel her in the pouring rainOr is it just that she is

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There is this strange feeling insideWill I be able to keep everything aside?I want to reach out to the skiesOr just go where the wilderness liesWalk into those far away cold mountainsWould they be able to heat up my frozen heart?Shedding the alien feelings and dependenciesThat years have brought in, all the subtle changesCan I let go of what goes on in my mind?Setting myself free of all things

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Before he cries... he tries... !!!(Just trying to borrow a sentence from my friend.. ) :-)Annual exams... trying times...and I wonder what all must be going through that little mind during that little time... He actually tells me that he gets nervous for the first 10 minutes and then he tells his mind to cool down and relax ... ( his exact words) ....and I don't have a heart to tell him that this

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Pasted across all over her memoriesHe comes to her in broad daylightEven while she remains wide awakeHe lives in her dreams at nightThousands of lives that she lives with himIn heaven, with all its charmsThrough ups and downs, joy & sorrowHe becomes her smile as she cuddles in his armsThrough the vacuum filled lonelinessHe is her collage of memories, a modern artWhen she misses him more than she

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What's Love , Darling? If its not self sacrifice.... Just another line I read from a book titled "Atlas Shrugged" by Ian Rand...Doesn't love come in different forms.. and at different times.... yet.. isn't it very surprising that we actually have only one particular day to celebrate Love... Anyway...I carefully choose this time to post this message... just past mid night ..as one

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This is some thing which was written quite a while ago...The friend who made me write this is quite far away now.... but when she called me recently and mentioned about this poem which summarised her pain and said that it always brought back memories... I don't know why... .. just felt like reposting this one again...Someone out there !!!She tried to push him into her pastBut everything about him

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Now......., how many of us have such unsent mails stored away??...safely tucked in some folder or the other... either long forgotten or with memories that haunt us all the time...... and how many of us wonder and think about with regret... "I should have sent it at that time".....:-) Sigh...!!!I wonder why do we even write them.. ? be it official mails, personal mails, private mails, long pending

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He even refused to take my telephone calls...May be I reminded him of the life that he wanted to forget...I'll tell you one thing though...It hurt...( A line from the book "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari")What can I say???

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Miracles do happen !!! :-) ( refer to the post below)Btw.. heard this song in the morning today... its in Kannada..from the movie " Mungaru Male" ( the only kannada movie that I ever dared to see.... but I just loved it )Ivanu geliyanalla... gelathi naanu modhale alla.... ( still trying to figure out what it actually means)Let me know if you got it right....

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I kept wondering about what I should start the year with? what should I write first on this blog to start 2008... but somehow, the beginning was behind me even before I could pull myself out of all the action that was happening around...now I guess I want to leave them behind... all the events that took my life, breathe and sleep away for a while...So...there you go... Year End work, Audits,

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How strange... !!! Isn't it even tough to imagine a painless world..... but where does all this come from... ? There are so many questions.... and answers I seek.....Am not sure what triggered this thought process.... am not sure what made it more diversified .... am not even sure if it was ignited when I was lost asleep or when I was wide awake... ..but as I looked at the various aspects of

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Empty spaces; Emotional bonds Longing hours; Lonely nights Gone away moments, Glaring vacuum Secret wishes; Sacred thoughts Stupid feelings; Silly fears Deepening hurt; Drying tears Sensitive insights; Silent prayers Caring gestures, Casual reminders Insane dreams, Imaginary images Meaningful madness, Maddening silences Painful lives, Plastic smiles Dreadful concerns; Developing doubts Deepest

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Have I ever told you that when I sit really still and silent, sometimes... I like to think that I can hear your heart beating in time with mine? Have I ever told you that when ever you got in touch with me through words and sounds…., through lines and cords and bytes and ram, I imagine your voice, whispering into my ear? Have I ever told you that I wait out each day in anticipation, wanting only

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I don't regret ever About what I felt towards you... It's just too bad that About your feelings I had no clue... I've learned you can't make someone like you; All you can do is only try You left me with no answers Now to put myself to sleep I cry.... I wonder if you think about me The way I keep thinking about you... I can't get you off my mind And I don't know what else to do.... I've tried not

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Written almost 4 years ago.... this particular poem has two versions.. the other one is also somewhere in the archives..My days seem to be filled with your thoughtsWhile the nights just pass by, full of your dreamsThe love that was probably asleep in me,Seems to be awakened, when you walked into my lifeThe engulfing silence when I sit alone with youThe breeze that caresses, when I am walking with

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For all the countless joys we shareFor all the things we do , to show we careFor all the words, that reflect our feelingsFor all the probings, and the 'Just Kidding'sFor all the maddening silence that lies withinFor all the priceless meetings that are yet to happen.....

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She looked at the wordsWhich stared back at herWondering whether they really meantWhat they intend to beShe had the longing in her heartTo get close to him, comes what mayThought he felt that way tooNow, is this all he had to say?For long, she could do nothingAs feelings gave way to tearsShe didnt know where this will leadBut now, she is free of all the fearsHe didn't know her hurtHe didnt know

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There was darkness everywhere nearAnd I found myself alone...With terrible fright, I searched for youAs chills ripped my every bone...I shook myself to let out a screamOnly then, realising it to be an awful dream...'Cause, I saw your sweet faceWith a sweet little smile on your lips...Dear, will I be able to join your pace?Escaping time's all possible whips...I sat watching you,As sweet memories

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If only I saw you in a dream, then never again would I want to awaken...If only I were to see you again by chance, then never again would I leave your side...If only I were to hear your voice again, then I would make sure the vibrations never left my mind...If only the world was not against us being together, then I would tell you "I love you" every time I saw you...If only my feelings could

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My life was stillYou came as a rippleStirred my emotionsMade me float in cloudsI dont want to careIf world screams at meFor letting you to disturb meFor you are giving me happinnnes & making my life beautifulI just hope its not a storm in comingAs I have neither the strength nor courageEither to swim acrossOr to succumb...

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My Life seems to be beautifulAnd the world glows bright & niceI chanced upon to look aroundOh! Can you feel the happiness in my eyes? The breeze seemed to caress meWith the lovely scent of a distant youThe chirping sounds of birds that flewDear! It does echo like your voice I knewThe complex colors of the faraway skiesSweetly reminds me of all your liesYour reaching out presence across the

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Amidst the unfriendly hours of life,Oh God! Get me a hand to shareLost in all the tingles of heart,I just am present no whereAlone was I left to dwell to makea hell out of my life,There was no light for me,As darkness grew as fog around,But then, in that dazzling solid night,And when I could see only fading light,There came the change, which I always wished for,May be too early as I still had a

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You are in my thoughts,Inside me, around me and everywhere I see,Especially in my memories,From which I cannot flee,Yes! You are in my thoughts.I shut my doors on loveBelieved it was something which I didn’t deserve,But, you are seeping through the doors,Breezing through the windows,Engulfing me with your warm touches,Sweet whisperings and silent signals,But always bringing me back toThe present

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There he stands at a distance very near,Staring at me straight without any fear,With a mischievous sparkle in his dark eyes,Patiently he waits with sweet little sighs,When he finds my eyes in his direction,His heart jumps and leaps,His face brightens and surprising smiles fill his lips,Straight he came with charm one day,And forwarded a rose of red,I at once had the thought of his mind read

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On that serene night, I seeked the help so kindOf the sleep to fight the lonelinessBoth sweet & painful memories rushed to my mindAs my heart was filled with helplessnessThere was no one to care for meNone to share the moments of agonyTime was trying to play with meAs I was alone without companyLoneliness was my only friendTo it, cunningly was I wedOh God! In your world so big,My life is just

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MY SWEETEST DREAMS I DREAM OF YOUMY NAUGHTIEST GAMES I PLAY WITH YOUMY DEEPEST SECRETS I SHARE WITH YOUMY CAUTIOUS STEPS I TAKE WITH YOUTHROUGH DREADFUL TERROR I HIDE IN YOUTHROUGH MOMENTS OF PLEASURE I GLOW WITH YOUTHROUGH TRYING TIMES I STAND BY YOUFOR EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE I LOOK AT YOUTO BE MYSELF

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Once you offered your heart to meWhich I refused without any thoughtThen, you withdrew yourself into your shellSilently made my life a hellI longed to see you , communicating hundreds of silent wordsTears welling in my eyes, cursing the fate that pulled us apartWhenever I saw you, my heart skipped a beatAnd you were certainly not aware of my this plightWere my eyes that expressionless as such?Or

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When I tried to put my love in wordsI felt it lacked the feelingsWhen I tried to show my love in actionI felt it lacked the passionWhen I tried to sing my love in musicI felt it lacked the melodySo, I preferred to leave it as it isAs I felt you know, how much I love you

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That day broke as usual,Nothing appeared to be casual,But, it was the awful day in my life,Which had the power to tear me like a knife,It took away my dearest person along with it,Never giving me a chance to see again the person so closely knit,He was the best alternate I ever found,The day I lost him, my tears knew no bound,At home he was my very good teacher,In times of need he was also my

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I am not shut indoors,The world opens before meThere may not be any rulesBut I am not let to openly feelNone can see the invisible chainsBinding a girl from life so freeArguments arise that women can’t be girls,Hey! But there’s still a girl in me.I may not long for pigtails or pet dogs,May not even wish to fly high with the kites,No big dreams of bungalows & cars& Long back left behind, the fun

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You always extend your handTo show how much you careWe may be very farYet, treasured moments we shareWhen I need someone to hold meI feel you are always thereYou are the source of my HAPPINESSThat I hope you are well aware.You give me hope and also doubtsI search for you, but my effort is all in vainYou come in my dreams and chase away my sleepAll the while dear, my heart is in painYour thoughts

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She was lying down aloneAnd was just thinking of himAbout all the things he saidAll the things he wished he didAll the words that remained silentAll the feelings that could never be told!They went through an illusionThat they can make it happenThat this will last foreverAnd some day they will meet each otherBut, bottom of her heart, she always knewAs time rolled by and moments flewThat, there is

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Deep down in my heartSpecially sown was a seedIt just flew down from somewhereBut I started nurturing it with careI never let the winds touch itAnd never let the weeds distractGave it shade from the burning skiesAnd saved it from the prying eyesI breezed it with my joyous momentsAnd protected it with my feelingsI shielded it from my fearsAnd watered it with my tearsYet, now, I am scaredThat this

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I was walking in the gloom,Seemingly alone on the beachMy eyes let the tears bloom,As you were painfully out of reachYou seem to be with me all the while,But never in truth, never to be realAll the words & voices appear to have become muteAnd the unspoken feelings, much too cruel.Flooding memories rush back in time,In every moment awake & every dream in sleepYet, I have no physical recollection

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I trusted you as a friend, although,I never knew what you thought of meValued you as a person, as with you,Myself, I could always be.I only tried to put you at easeAs you never expressed, what you really feelMay be I did hurt your heart in the wayBut its hurting me more, with a torturous zeal.You just chose to keep away,Hurting me with your words all alongLeft me wondering all the timeWhat on my

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I should have buried my feelings deepWithout letting you know how I feelI should have let the tears seepInto the pillow and held it tightI should have kept my secrets in darkAs they wouldn’t have hurt anyone elseI should have let others too, make a markAs then, I wouldn’t have thought of you as specialI should have let my dreams to dieAs you seem to invade my every thoughtI should have left my

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I close my eyes, yet sleep eludes meAs this lovely feeling spreads insideTouching the heart and searching my soulFrom my toes to straight into my mindI hope & try to shun this feelingThough I am not sure, If I should even tryThis must be the best thing I ever feltAs tears of happiness makes me cryI always gathered my little minutes in lifeTo share few treasured moments with youAs you take me

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What would you be doing at this time?Every moment I keep thinking about the same……….I have left my heart somewhereAnd now it appears to have become your shadow.It refuses to come back to meBut how could this be true?Neither were you here nor was I there,How did you work wonders on me…..…?Your thoughts seem to keep me awakeInto the wee hours of the lonely nightsThey drive me into doing everything

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I loved you with all of my heartI wanted to hate, yet I lovedEvery time you were gone, I hated it moreI blamed myself, every time you leftThough you were at wrong, I cursed myself.I held on to your hand, as we walked togetherI was scared of stumbling, though I held your handWhen you left my hand at times, I did stumble acrossIt was like pushing me down, every time you left my handAnd I did come

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I tried to hold you tight in my palmBut you seem to have slipped through my fingersI feel dead in my heart insideAs your thoughts in my mind, still lingersI feel all alone, reaching out to youAs you pretend to be oblivious of my presenceI seek out to you with all of my heartAs you look back in mock, having a laughWas it all my dream, that you cared for meOr was it all an illusion that you will be

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You were my window to the worldAnd you meant the world to me!!!I turned to you in happiness & hurtAnd always thought, you will be there for meYou were in the simple words which flashed onto my faceAnd also the sweet feelings which still roam in my mindThe love you taught me always made my heart swellYou are filled in my thoughts, which refuse to stay stillI turn back the pages and look through

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In my dreams, When I see you for a while,I just don’t know why, but I seem to smile.The little thoughts of you that I do recollectWill always linger even if not sensibly correct.It fails me why I keep thinking of you...When I know none of our dreams will ever come true!Oh dear God! Why do I keep saying 'our'?When it’s purely mine, every minute & every hour.You would in no way think, whatsoever,

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Distances melted down, as they met,Blown away by the emotions that have been felt,Eyes started to absorb everything around,As the closeness that set in, reduced the ground,Holding the hands, sharing the silence,Words kept pouring out, but were they making any sense?The beautiful feeling, matching the early sunshine,Was also sending chills down the spine,The eternal love that showered from the

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I keep thinking about you,I am not sure if I am rightYou are always in my dreams,Even when I try to sleep at nightAll I remember is only your wordsWith your caring little touchAs I think of your arms around meI long for you so muchAlways to be with you,Never wanting you to goWish I had told you,Just how I feel for you soAll that we got to speak,The memories that got setIt can only be genuineNever

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I had my own little worldWas happy with everything I hadYou seem to have breezed in through, andTaken over me, which is driving me madA feeling of closeness & loveYou helped me to findSince the day I spoke to youYou are always on my mindMy heart responds to youIn many different waysWhile I feel your caring nessI seem to get lost in a happy dazeI have become a stranger to myselfAs I never felt

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If the hurt you feel can be explainedThe words would flow through my penAs deep in my heart I realize thatWomen too, can badly hurt menIf the hurt you feel can be expressedI see that flash through your eyesI can’t help but wonder, does sheEven remember all those emotional ties?If the hurt you feel can be seenI see that as a dream that just flew awayI know her memories will haunt you foreverBut,

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Oh dear heart, stop quivering with excitement,Don’t you realize you are hoping for too muchYou are not even sure if he likes youDoesn’t even know if it will happenThese wishes would only bring you hurtSo now, just stop thinking about him.Oh dear heart, I know you just flew to himBut please come back, when he doesn’t have a place for youIt becomes easy to get crushedAs it’s making you very

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She feels at peace with herselfAs she tries to shield her heartShredding the possessivenessGuarding her senses, regaining the poiseEnjoying the pain that followsThe heart that lost all its wishesShe always watched you at a distanceWhile you breezed through her lifeShe always waited for a smile from youOf course it must’ve hurt, when she was ignoredShe looks back at the bonding that got

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