I'll come back..

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Am not dead yet..
Just buried alive..
I'll come back..



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Phoenix said…
wow some one is back from a long hiatus... welcome back jeya... :) great lines those were...
November 23, 2008 at 9:43 PM
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Breaking the Habit

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Lying down on the floor, staring into the roof, I realized some precious pieces precociously .It was....you need to have a velocity greater than that of the blades of the fan to travel through it ,unhurt. And I believe my velocity need to get amplified a ton times. Otherwise I would end up without blood in my heart and the rest oozing from my skin(I am damn sensitive!!) Today I realized who was the real innocent.Its not the girl with whom I ended my affair in a spell of elongated unspoken silence. Today I realized who was the real ignorant.Its not my sweet dear sister, who frustrates & annoys me with her skills of questioning. Unfortunately its me!! Innocence & Ignorance are the two eyes of a fool(Am I right??). And so it goes without saying , I end up as a fool, a loser!!Anyhow I can soothe my inside my saying this is not the end ;Just a bend; I am still running the race and I won't lose my pace!! Life is all about learning, experiencing and of course living. What did I ...
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Inebriated

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Hanging by the watch's minute hand, we were exploring our own land; Too slowly crawled the clock, Our brains were fixed in a block; The state of steadiness measured in terms of pegs, we flew around with wings pinned to our legs; Out came the words from the inside, that crenelated the heart in vitro quite wide; From dumb to a chatter box, cowardice to courage, this OH-fluid made our neurones outrage; Our souls confessed our sins kneeling down, Yet our exterior dressed in the mask of a clown; We see an aureole around every face, bcoz the Inner God emerges out from the surface; We let ourselves ruled by the uninhibited subconscious, and slaughter our cruel inhibited conscious;
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The Cruel Conscious

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Am I the one in a million?? Nope, I am just another simian!! I can see me no more unique; I feel a constant impulse to kick!! Curse My pretence?? I don't know whom to trust!! After all, is this play a must?? Why do I seek the perfect, in a world of rudimentary puppets?? Curse the parasitic world?? Lust dressed in the pseudonym of Love, how many more iniquity do I owe?? I know what matters is the core!! But my blind eyes wanna see more!! Curse the perverted eyes?? This habit of choosing the best & unjustly justifying the rest, Won't it not act unaided without me?? From these Walls, will I ever break free?? Curse the putrid mind? Evilly, living this life of lies, beneath my surface, now nothing lies!! I stand with my arms wide apart, ready to depart!! Curse this predatory life?? Where do we lose our innocence?? Is that deficiency termed ignorance?? My acuity is blurred without a lens; Do I wear my shoes as a penance?? Curse My precarious diplomacy?? To swim in this sea of s...
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We might as well be Strangers....

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I see in your eyes something malignant. Why don't you spit it out? Right on my face, rather than on my ass. Prick my heart, if that's your choice, from the anterior, though! There's something more worse than hatred, I realize it now, quite late. Its your kiss of indifference, you unleash upon me. The eye of a stranger, you stare at me. Have you lost your past? Didn't our days last? where and why have you gone? Am I incompatible with the souls of the universe? Don't ever prove me wrong! I can move without you. I have shoulders to cry. Hands to hold. Friends to hug. But remember one thing, I never said "Goodbye"..... this post is dedicated to my roomie , for having been on my side through hard times, erasing my loneliness of me, though he didn't know whats going inside me!
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Opportunistic Pathogen

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Staring at the death , inevitable he still believes, he is capable; The present and the past has been a sorrow; And there will be no tomorrow; He scanned around for a light that would save his plight; It was dark all around and a star fell to the ground; Its intensity adulterated with evil; Now to live , he has to kill; In this survival race, the weak lose their face; The parasite invades the host; An upsurge among the pest; On a wrong axis, the people revolve; His dark soul will never evolve; From the bad , the good deflects; From his body , the malignant image reflects; He lives a day more at the cost of an inocent core!
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Sapiens - A Brief History of Humankind - Book Review

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So what makes this book readable?   or perhaps why should you read this book? To read 462 pages of non-fiction - about the history of our species “Homo sapiens” - in a 5 days time among with the mundane routine activities, for a lazy reader, such as me ( Who has more than a dozen half-read books with forgotten bookmarks, dating back upto a decade) isn't easy. To write something of this magnitude requires a lot of homework; Reading from ancient archaeological scripts and stone carvings; Decoding and deciphering the language of the past and lost empires; Observing and guessing the patterns of history and trying to inculcate in the present scenario and an attempt at torching the infernos of the unpredictable future. All these can be done and are in-fact found in essays and texts of various subjects around the globe. But why would you purchase a textbook for your leisure reading, unless you are specialist or a historian like Yuval Noah Harari, who happens to...
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