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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Wednesday, May 18, 2016. Music : The time machine. A usual day at work, then at home .lazy evening ,with instant noodles and some TV. Bored. switch to some music! Unlike my guy who would be lazy all the time but not when it comes to explore new music.he would search out street sounds and new kids on the block.He ain't around so I play on.the most played.listen to a couple of songs which have stuck on to my soul since eternity. Wednesday, May 18, 2016. 10yea...
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Thoughts boundless: March 2015
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Saturday, March 07, 2015. For - Rohit Mathews. I never met you, can't say we were friends,. Yet, I saw you, in her eyes and his laughter,. You' I could sense. I do sing, I never heard you sing,. Yet, I saw the singer on their mind,in her eyes and his dimpled smile. I never met you, can't say we were friends,. While our mothers shopped for the both of us. A day of shopaholics',we shared. I never met you, can't say we were friends,. Saturday, March 07, 2015.
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Thoughts boundless: June 2013
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Saturday, June 15, 2013. First of my memory traces. Wrapped in warm embraces,. Because you had come back to me my Baba. Because war ceased.my little kid's heart was pleased Baba. I grew up, you toughened me,. I grew up you shielded me,. I grew up,you scolded me. I grew up,you moulded me. You loved me.it grew. Scaling tiny summits with you,. Would be my everest. Running to keep pace with you,. Were my days best. The soul in your letters,. Nestled in my heart.
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Thoughts boundless: September 2010
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Wednesday, September 01, 2010. I was teary eyed in fear,. That all that I had was perfect here,. Perfection of the days,minutes and seconds. Moments, expressions and conversations sheer. Days that were as if living a dream, minutes which passed like hours,. Seconds measured in beats of the heart. Expressions captured in the mind, conversations woven close together as if in a rhyme. Like a tale of another world where love remained the same,.
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Thoughts boundless: Baba.
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Saturday, June 15, 2013. First of my memory traces. Wrapped in warm embraces,. Because you had come back to me my Baba. Because war ceased.my little kid's heart was pleased Baba. I grew up, you toughened me,. I grew up you shielded me,. I grew up,you scolded me. I grew up,you moulded me. You loved me.it grew. Scaling tiny summits with you,. Would be my everest. Running to keep pace with you,. Were my days best. The soul in your letters,. Nestled in my heart.
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Thoughts boundless: August 2010
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Sunday, August 15, 2010. On your 63(rd).Motherland. Its your sixty three(sic), since the day we were free,. Free of being ruled by another,. Free of being a martyr in someone else's war,. Free to call this land ours, you-ours. Its your sixty three, since the day we were free,. Free to call us one nation,. Free to have an anthem to stand up to,. Free to have a leader look up to. But it pains me today, on your sixty three,. To see the belief of oneness shaken,.
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Thoughts boundless: September 2011
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Tuesday, September 13, 2011. Choose to pray and not prey. Fight with might, be a man,. Face to face, with a warrior's elan,. Why do you hide, behind your sleazy shroud of a reason? Why do slaughter men,women and children every season? Fight with might, be a man,. Face to face, with a warrior's elan,. One moment. deafening blast, and the day is a bloody day,. People die,lose some limbs and its a black-wednesday,thursday.friday. Fight with might, be a man,.
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Thoughts boundless: April 2013
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Saturday, April 13, 2013. City of joy 1419-1420. I cannot believe that my last blog post was a year back. Landed at the city of joy in April 2012.and a year just passed in a jiffy! I wanted to blog.wanted to write.wanted to share.but time was scarce. April 2012-2013 summed up! 1st April.fools day? No I am serious,I'm arriving today! 2nd April,a day at work.a new office.no old folks! Bengali New Year.ushering year 1419,. Come'May'and 'may be' wasn't an option.
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Thoughts boundless: Just another day...
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Poetry begins in delight, and ends in wisdom.". Friday, February 13, 2015. The day to shed inhibitions,. The day of proposal decisions,. The day of flowers all pink and red,. The day of love, someone said. The day which ends with dinners ,candlelight. The day when coffee shops are bustling quite. The day when soft toys cheese you away,. The day when hearts and souls are blown the balloon way! That day happens to be just another day,. Coz you're not here and I'm not there,. Friday, February 13, 2015.
