Just as the name suggests, this blog is about all that comes to my mind, runs through my head and pierces my heart. Sometimes i'm regular in updating it, but sometimes, in phases, laziness takes over :D
Meri rooh ka sannata
Tere ishq ke junoon mei
Kuch yoon syah hua:
Thori lali
Thori sargoshi
Kuch madhoshi
Bara kilol hua
The silence of my soul
Thus burnt to an ash-grey:
A bit of a blush,
A gentle whisper
Somewhat a trance
And a lot of play.
posted by ShaluBhuchar at
2:42 PM
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From being a really busy street with the cacophony of thoughts crashing into each other to deathly silence…from words that gushed to a startled ripple when a thought landed…from simple to profound to nothing to struggle to simple…such has been my journey with writing in these last few years. Saw death at close quarters, heard many lies, opened up like a flower only to clam shut like an oyster…all reflected in my out-pourings...
I think, therefore I'm single. Everyone needs to be loved. Especially when they don't deserve it. Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life. Gravity. Proof that the Earth sucks. To do is to be [Descartes]. To be is to do [Voltaire]. Do be do be do [Frank Sinatra]. To the eternal question 'Why' there is an equally simple answer 'Because'.
Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy adultery? How much sin can I get away with and still go to heaven? Do good S&M fans go to Hell? Will your answer to this question be no? Where would we be without rhetorical questions? If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of coconuts, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?
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