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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Estranged Emotions..

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 Contained in a prison of your thoughts, these groomed feelings urge your inertia, wherever you have been sought; Out, they rebel and shower their rays, into the darkest and loneliest of your past, rekindling a desire to rewrite, what has been destroyed, once! A forgotten face; A forsaken place; An abandoned abode; An annulled code;  A disregarded relation; An estranged emotion; A jar of memories shredded into a million, for the whims and fancies of a deranged mind. What peace can you preach  by burning the white flag? What remorse can you avoid  by blowing off the dandelions? What nirvana can you by attain  by breaking the heart of a child?
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Wanderlust Diaries - 2018

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So, the other day I started counting the number of trips, I had encountered   this year and it raised to an astounding toll of 10+ !! Not that, I am a lazy traveler sorts, glued to the Op chair or the operating theatre table; I have always been an enthusiastic traveler right from my college days, where organizing various trips around the state earned me a nickname “Jattz Tours and Travels”, which still stick to me like an indelible ink.   Thats a rare picture of me, smiling.. I am a firm believer in travel and its magical charm, although it had been commercialized off late, like never before. We have fallen prey, successfully, to the markets of capitalism for they choose to sell us memories and experiences as commodities.   A similar kind of movement arose in the 1960s, when traveling and experiencing things were the new norm by wearing bright colored clothes and long hairs and beards. And they had followers all over the globe and yet they were loo...
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Desire --> Wisdom

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Let me thank Neo for his fired prescription on my doodle entitled " Gloomy paralysis ".For it has provoked me to utilize his question as the source for this post. Neo said... what makes u think that gettin that special gal wud make ur life better?!! May 7, 2007 10:54 AM So I discovered the answer squeezing my frontal lobes with the hard skull.The word desire means "to wish or long for".We all carry bags and loads of desire through out our life and it is those desires which make us travel towards the horizon. The desires get transformed into dreams which further metamorphose into our deeds that ultimately decides our life. We all have a desire to see the unseen We all have a desire to know the unknown. We all have a desire to hear the unheard. We all have a desire to feel the unfelt. We all have a desire to explore the unexplored. We all have a desire to experience the unexperienced. We all have a desire to conquer the unconquered. We all have a desire...
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Inquisitive

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Ask again and again,  What, why and how ? Question,  The morality of happiness, The happiness of pleasure, The pleasure of conscience, Question, The conscience of sins, The sins of your wants, The wants of your needs; Question,  The sanctity of the Gods, The craziness of the stars, The wilderness of the souls, Question, The reasonings of the past, The awareness of the present, The curiosity of the future, Question, The principles and dogmas, The rights and wrongs, The taboos and karmas, Question, The practices of the ancients The stupidity of the religions, The customs of the regions, The theories of the sciences, Ask again and again, What, why and how? Questions that will renew  your license to think.  Questions that will endanger  the ideologies and beliefs. Questions that will liberate the suppressed mankind.  Questions that will augment  your armam...
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In Search of the Elusive..

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I see a dream, vibrant  and colourful, unfolding in front,  With vivid wings and pretty plumage  Sitting atop in its camouflage,  in a near perfect  rainbowy  background.  And I slowly and drowsily sleepwalk towards my beacon of light.  A light that blinds my eyes shut, So I could atleast dream in peace. The sleepwalking has turned  into sleep-running, out of need.  I am so near, yet so far.  Maybe even worlds apart.  “How would they taste?” I dream within a dream.  The distance doesn’t detest me.  I strive. I thrive.  And finally, I arrive, in touching distance of my desires.  My arms reach out to embrace it.  And with my first touch, The blinding light goes off absurdly. The shut eyes, wide open now  involuntarily but nevertheless  brimming with excitement.  There in, I stand, stranded,  to my dismay, dismantled, ...
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Desperation

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You have walked too far to reach here in a delicate spot. You have waited too long to pounce at the precise moment. You believed in a lie decorated with glistening hope. You relied on your patience a bit too much. But now, the hour glass is empty. It needs to be reversed down. The sand and the time  has to flow and pass, again. Will you still play along  to the tunes and the chorus  of the century old  white-beards and their sweet lies  to make your impasse, gentler? Your heart is brimming with Love. Your mind is stuffed with Hope. Your clothing's beams are stretched, for it cannot contain the inevitable. Your head is exploding  at the rate of a nuclear fusion. Your organs experience an evolving transient mutation. Your myopic eyes can't see the dream you had in your younger mind. You wage a war between chance and choice. You see chaos all around, inside and outside. You are los...
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