of colors...

..."color me red!"

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...would it change anything if i were to be colored red,
instead of black or white or blue?
a single stroke of the palette soaked brush
bestowing to this life a tainted hue.

a different shade,
for a different me...

..."maybe not"

the great sun jester...

photo taken by Gayatri Thangjam. location: Shimla 01/01/10

"sunsets always bring about a change. they are like the heralds of time, summoning the old day back into the recesses of the grand old design from which it emerged in the first place. what is here, must be replaced with something else that shall be here. the night must engulf us and a new day must dawn.

this is the 'one' rule."

...its all a big joke! this daily melee of our days.

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the clown inside of people's heads...

...you are an absence. you are a vacuum. what celestial rules govern you, i know not clown...

...but i do know that you have a way of filling the spaces inside the head. the quaint ticking of the clock, the gentle reverberating purr of the cat, the warm incense tainted air inside the room, the humming of the fan. they all seem be your pranks to empty the mind of it's thoughts under your comically morose influence. turning the likable nothingness and metamorphosing it into an invisible vortex. you are an insatiable pestilence. consuming everything from the inside out. devouring my thoughts.

the best thing to do is to feed you. do not mistake my generosity with giving up, i simply mean to stuff that hungry face of yours with everything i've got and hope that in doing so i might just choke you. you greedy bastard. make you gasp for air, turn purple and then roll over and die. so eat all you can. consume all the thoughts, the good and the bad. everything from the deepest recesses of my mind. eat till you can eat no more. and then die...

...i shall never run out of thoughts!

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ps: came across this old picture from the mime days of Silent Call...the rest, as always is a rant against the seemingly insurmountable wall/block/clown/lazy bum inside of my head that prevents me from blogging more often.

in any case, have a fabulous New Year folks!!

sibling differences...

...siblings at times tend to be different. so are my sister and i. it's quite obvious in fact.

...i love my hair! i think that they are the wickedest wildest messiest bonding of Keratine polymers shooting straight out of my brain. and they are growing longer and wilder. just like my thoughts...

...when it comes to my hair, they prefer to come undone no matter what i do to them. but that is how i like it! i am incorrigible!!

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the Great November gig...

Wow!! November flew away. and that too pretty fast...

tread carefully have we, upon the path unknown.
for who knew what awaited the turn
something good, was all we hoped
but unknown it was to us once.

..."wish you were here, my soulful November"

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ps: images from the month await you all at the photoblog. so please go check them out!

story of two nights...

...

O' gentle Sylph of the glade,
guardian of nectarine cities.
elemental by nature, a woman's soul.
i beseech thee.

unveil to me the beauty i so desire.
the one caressing the fragrant breeze.
worlds underneath her feet,
she is all i seek.

sing me to sleep.
bring me my dreams.



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born of words, darkness & shadows.
from tales intricately woven tight.

unraveling the mind's flight,
giving wings to my heart's Djinn.
unknown creature of the night,
many are thee.

"Bakhtak!"
listen to me.
thieve me of my sleep,
tonight i need no dreams.

...


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...also find the same post @ Experimental Soup

of glimpses in the dark...

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the dance of the flickering flame
swaying gently hand-in-hand with the breeze.
one bright flicker, one dark shadow
one casting the other, breathing life into each other.

playing a little game with their backs to each other,
one not meant to see the other.
there's glimpses of a beauty hitherto unseen
between the swaying of the flame
between the shadows of the night

one look, one long moment, one small story.

...

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'seasons greetings' folks...may this year bring with it all the joy and happiness that we deserve. i know that i have been M.I.A for a while now. but then, i always come back. and here i am once again, with stories that need to be told. the Shah of Blah, the storyteller itches to speak all the time...but of late the words have been hard to find. thankfully i can feel them coming back to me.

so i guess i shall see you all soon.

...

the river song...

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...ऐ साहील, तुझे क्या जानू मैं ।


पाना तुझे बस मेरी चाहः ।
ईसी चाहः का गुलाम, मैं अंजान,
एक कश्ती पर निकल पड़ा ।


मैं क्या जानू सफर करना माही में ।
ऊम्र बीती मेरी इस कश्ती में, लहरों पर बहते हुऐ
तुझसे कोसो दूर ।


सिर्फ़ ख़यालो में देखा, तुझे क्या जानू मैं,
ब़स मैं जानू तुझ बिन जिना ।


ऐ साहिल तुझे क्या जानू मैं ...



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...O' river bank, what do i know of thee.

all i know is of my desire to reach thee.
the slave of this desire, in my ignorance
i took off in a little boat.

what do i know of journeying in the river.
i have spent a lifetime in this boat, riding along the waves
a million miles away from you.

having only seen you in my dreams, i know nothing of thee
all i know is to live without you.

O' river bank, what do i know of thee...

(...English translation of the same)

09.09.09 ...

...it's like a deadline.

i had promised myself that i would shrug off the 'lazy-feeling' and put something up today. after all how often do we get 09/09/09 ...hehehehe...i remember my 06/06/06 post (link here)!!

well in complete contradiction, a reverse flip if one may, today was nothing like that day. i did not wake up with a cleaning bug stuck in my a**, there was no rain, didn't fight with anyone over the Batman v/s Superman supremacy issues...instead i merely sat at home for a few hours after dragging myself out of bed. then went got me some tea and ran into friends at masi's. sat down with them and chatted for an hour on dangerous driving. got home, worked, got kidnapped and went all the way to the highway for some more chai, gobbled paani-puris on my way back (my abductors refused to keep me for any longer), got home and then fell asleep again...Newton's Law too seemed too lazy to apply itself on a flat object like me today.

and now, here i am typing away meeting deadlines imposed by a mere date on the calender.

such is life. it is good.

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...the mandatory picture of the post. a little something from my latest wanderings...

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ps: went to Mumbai recently & craziness ensued...i am going to write a journal-types post on the whackyness of my days in that town...someday. soon. i hope.

:)