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“What’s so romantic about these mundane sunrises and sunsets that happen every dawn and dusk, that you stare into them tirelessly for hours and get lost ?” She asked curiously.

He replied politely, “maybe that’s why I will never cease to appreciate the beauty of life and the magic of love.”



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I saw her, on a day I was born, first. From then, none could quench my thirst. she was cute, & I was a brute. yet it was a match made at the celestial abode. It was love at first sight. I sheltered her with all my might. I have laughed,cried,lied,spoken everything to her with my heart open. I thought I would live with her forever. But it all ended in no where. She was more than a friend. But all good things come to an end. May be I was holding her too tight. Now, I've to be an insomniac at night. Tell me where did you go? To the high Heaven or the Hell so low? For I've to ask you, "Did you ever love me??"
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Fly with me...

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Will you follow my tail? Fly with me Take my wings free. I will take you somewhere, where there is nothing. No air to inhale, No water to quench, No body to be caged in, Nobody to envy, Nobody to hate, Everybody to love. But no way back, Yet you can traverse through the other route. Will you come? You will regret having spilt your blood here. Lets make it a memorable voyage! Falling down the Everest, Crawling through green meadows, Floating above misty clouds, Walking on transparent waters, Sleeping with minds closed, Lets derive joy from oddness. You know, the time, you were born, you didn't know, you were born. Likewise, you wouldn't know this too. Its a pleasure;Its an orgasm! Its a freedom from the bondage! How would immortals taste it? How would mortals know it? Poor world! Pathetic souls! Everything gain significance only after its loss. Its not the same with life, though the same with DEATH. Why do you fear to relish an elixir? Come, Lets invade the next Hell! P.S. I a...
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I cried; She smiled;

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The time was dark and it was about to witness the first light of day. And a soul was wandering in this remorseless sphere , lost. Tired of its night duty , the moon whispered to its clan to take over the work of illuminating the life of all the souls. And so came the light of dawn . And so the light in numerous people's life.I know I am one among them, now.But not then. The place was smelling malodorous(of the fluid that keeps every one alive!) ; May be thats why people were masked there .But once you stand in there for 10 minutes , you will realize that its not that bad! Bcoz you will either get adapted to the stinky scent or you will lose your consciousness to test your olfactory senses. There in the centre was a cot , a specialized one for an act ; A Godly act; Above the cot were multiple spot lights suspended in air , as if they gonna crash down any moment.The lights were similar to the stadium floodlights illuminating the field but here it was to enlighten the process, ...
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Life in a Medico's Shoes

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In sane is Insane

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Some months back , I purchased two books by Paulo Coelho from a roadside shop .. Their names VERONIKA DECIDES TO DIE and BY THE RIVER PIEDRA I SAT AND WEPT .. The former one is all about INSANITY and the latter about LOVE .. I never expected it to prove my title "IN SANE IS INSANE" but fortunately it did .. After the hard work I spent for my II year exams , my mind deserved the inner peace which it acquired by reading VERONIKA DECIDES TO DIE .. I was in a sort of addiction to Paulo Coelho's words and thoughts after losing myself to his LIKE THE FLOWING RIVER .. and the book didn't let me down .. But it took a long time to complete this book .. It traveled with me to Kodaikanal absorbing the scorching heat of Madurai ,lying on the dashboard of our car, through the course of travel and emitting it back in the cool hill station trying to keep itself warm ..Finally I had to finish reading it in the back benches of my PSM(preventive and social medicine) class - the mo...
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Pricking the Porcupine

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I was comfortably numb & dumb, But this atrocious crust made me succumb! How pure I was in that womb? Will my flesh decay in my tomb? The skin embossed with the spines in line, I knew , I am the porcupine! Of bleeding others , involuntarily, I feel heavy with cardiomegaly! Touching me , Why do you regret? Don't you know , its my reflex? How would you , poor mortal! Only HE knows the way I feel! The sun & the moon takes rest, but my eyes are spared from its zest! Dwelling under this blanket of gloom, now , it has become my doom! I am shutting down my heart! There's none around me unhurt! I don't wish to start to again! I would better end my lively pain! this post is to all the victims of the porcupine[thats me!];I have hurt almost everyone around me, please forgive me!! There's a hell of things pricking inside the porcupine.Trust me!! GOD SAVE ALL!!
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