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Chaos. | Chew on it.
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Chances are all we have. I’d suggest you read this. Before you read ahead, and then continue with this post. It’s the same spot. I’m waiting for you to come into the room so I may ask you to switch off the light. The summer is leaving soon. I know it because I see clouds where I could see the Scorpio constellation, and the paper dial we bought is lying next to the bed under our Kindles, my watch, your pen, my wires and our empty mugs. But not yet. Have I forgotten to post the letter to the society? I hat...
Watch me. | Chew on it.
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Chances are all we have. Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window). Click to share on Google (Opens in new window). Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window). June 30, 2015. 3 Comments to “Watch me.”. July 3, 2015 at 8:59 AM. He sure feels the same too. PS : I hope I haven’t overstepped here. I apologize if I did. July 3, 2015 at 9:04 AM. That is a brilliant follow! July 3, 2015 at 9:26 AM. Thank you. :). Say it. Cancel reply. Next Post ».
Bread crumbs | Chew on it.
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Chances are all we have. Of course I couldn’t. Grumbling about specks of bread floating in your milk is not something adults do. Not especially when you need to call your mum from some hundreds of kilometres away. It’s supposed to be brushed away nonchalantly. Why am I even writing about this? I was speaking to a friend who asked if I felt brave about moving out. Brave? Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window). Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window). July 7, 2015. Say it. Cancel reply.
What Abhinav started. | Chew on it.
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Chances are all we have. I remember morning and streaks. Of dried tears that the night left –. And the fingers I find. And all semblance of reason left behind. I remember mumbling a secret. Guarding a dream, fighting my. Breath so I don’t scream –. I remember your lips swallowing all. Sounds that accidentally fall. From my tongue into the twilight. I remember pain. Glorious pain. Of turned heads and eyes. That see the strain of you on me. I see rain and I see the light. I remember once again to smile.
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Chances are all we have. May 20, 2015. I remember morning and streaks. Of dried tears that the night left –. And the fingers I find. And all semblance of reason left behind. I remember mumbling a secret. Guarding a dream, fighting my. Breath so I don’t scream –. I remember your lips swallowing all. Sounds that accidentally fall. From my tongue into the twilight. I remember pain. Glorious pain. Of turned heads and eyes. That see the strain of you on me. I see rain and I see the light. April 14, 2015.
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Crappily Ever After: Over time.
http://eradhikated.blogspot.com/2012/04/over-time.html
I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. There you are, my story. Pretending to ignore me. Pretending I don’t exist. Pretending you never saw me. Pretending you never felt it too. Assuming I still wouldn’t. And pretending you didn’t read through. We’ll stay a mystery. To us and them and us again. Accident that never happened. A scar in denial. A happy tear you never shed. I’ll look at the ground. You look at the sky.
Crappily Ever After: 4,2
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. Imagine your secret spilling out. And the one it’s about getting to know. And the little flash of surprise in his eyes. And then the awkward silence that hangs between you. Threatening to puncture your lungs. Your eyes and you face and blacken your nails. All because a little secret. Is a lie you told and yet didn’t. Now every movement is magnified. Why did it stay so long?
Crappily Ever After: 08/01/2011 - 09/01/2011
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. What makes this birthday special? 1 I'm still at office. 2 I'm not allowed to drink, necessarily or legally, but they make a big deal of it anyway. 3 Mum and Dad are both here, as in the same city. Long time. 4 I'm happy, and NOTHING has gone wrong today. 5 I'm with new friends and I'll be meeting the old ones. 7 Oh well who cares! Radhi, Ankit, Renu. Hum bade ho gaye! As I w...
Crappily Ever After: 10.
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. Bring on the snow, bring in the fire. Let the water above my head get higher. Cut me open, rub salt in my wounds. I'll cry and shiver and fall right through. Touch a nerve and dig in deeper. Make me lonelier than a dying leper. In the chaos of your inflicted pain. I'll scratch my way out again. In the forced silence I'll find a tune. A minute later, but I'll hum it soon.
Crappily Ever After: 04/01/2012 - 05/01/2012
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. There you are, my story. Pretending to ignore me. Pretending I don’t exist. Pretending you never saw me. Pretending you never felt it too. Assuming I still wouldn’t. And pretending you didn’t read through. We’ll stay a mystery. To us and them and us again. Accident that never happened. A scar in denial. A happy tear you never shed. I’ll look at the ground. You look at the sky.
Crappily Ever After: 09/01/2011 - 10/01/2011
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. Evil me, cruel me. For a long time, I've wondered how a lot of people get attention- if you know what I mean. And for a long time, people I know have also wondered why I even wonder. With a waistline the total of your family's size, it is my stupidity that I should consider myself even- well- considerable. For most things anyway. Flattered, but not convinced. Apart from my bo...
Crappily Ever After: 03/01/2012 - 04/01/2012
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. Wrote it back on Jan 19, 2010. That, sir, is where the confusion starts. When my head refuses to hear out my heart. And experience takes over the glimpse of hope. The winds say yes, while the weatherman says, Nope. That dear sir, is my biggest fear till date. To love so much that I begin to hate. Someday I shall balance the two alright. Till then get torn in this darned fight.
Crappily Ever After: 02/01/2012 - 03/01/2012
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. 339 and the other 45. The shops passed, the streets glowed. The jam started and the traffic slowed. The greying air and the smile-less faces. A bus that went through 45 places. She’d got in at 3 and sat on her own. A nomad in her thoughts on her window-seat throne. The people were a blur and the music up loud. A glance or two to the filling crowd. 3 feet from her was where he...
Crappily Ever After: 01/01/2012 - 02/01/2012
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I think more than I write. I listen more than I talk. I chew more than I bite. Welcome to whatever's inside my head. Well, almost. I owe him that. I owe him years of silence. Time passed and so did opportunities. I got closure. Somewhere, he didn't. I owe him that. He isn't everything to me. No. That'll be someone else. But he's definitely some place where no one else will be. But this is what happens when you're sure. Even if he deserves it. People WILL disappoint me. Even this one. Bring It. On. Bring ...
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Chew on it. | Chances are all we have.
Chances are all we have. July 7, 2015. Of course I couldn’t. Grumbling about specks of bread floating in your milk is not something adults do. Not especially when you need to call your mum from some hundreds of kilometres away. It’s supposed to be brushed away nonchalantly. Why am I even writing about this? I was speaking to a friend who asked if I felt brave about moving out. Brave? June 30, 2015. May 20, 2015. I remember morning and streaks. Of dried tears that the night left –. And the fingers I find.
Radhika Prabhu - My secret kitchen | http://www.flickr.com/photos/18587602@N04/
Radhika Prabhu – My secret kitchen. Http:/ www.flickr.com/photos/18587602@N04/. August 15, 2010. August 15, 2010. It’s been quite a very long time since I have posted anything here. Now I am back and I hope, I keep posting more frequently. I am going back to the roots…Enough of me trying North Indian, Chinese and Continental food. I have started cooking and learning more of the traditional South Indian Konkani food which my mom prepares daily at home. 4 1 cup udad dal, 1 cup moong dal soaked overnight...
Radhika Mukherjee | Writing Dreams Into Magic, Love & Soul
Writing Dreams Into Magic, Love and Soul. So in this little site you’ll be able to read about my books. Galore, get book recommendations, take part in shaping my new books, participate in contests and even get some cool gifts. Welcome to a wondrous world! Recent Blog Posts: Radhika Mukherjee. Till The Stars Align And I Can Write. A Selection Of Soul Sketches And a Quest Story. All Those Fuzzy Feelings! A funny, furry, almost-fairy to cheer you up today! Look on all that cuteness o cuties and smile!
Euphoric Revelation! | Short stories, Book Reviews, Product Reviews etc.
Short stories, Book Reviews, Product Reviews etc. August 25, 2016. August 25, 2016. Caught up in this thought process, she didn’t notice the buzzing phone until it rang again. The loud ring brought her out of the reverie and she took the call not bothering who was calling. 8216;Hello, this is Tia. How can I help you? 8217; she spoke, calm and composed. 8216; the bird sang the ancient song,. The final wave is coming along,. The one responsible for undoing the wrong,. A deep voice recited this unusual Hello.
snippets from a distant sun
Snippets from a distant sun. What’s with that planet - a huge big orange orb in the sky against the nothingness around it. I am so fascinated by it that I feel I should migrate to outer space. Is it possible? I am sure it is :) All it needs is a wandering mind, a pinch of salt and .u guessed it loads of cushions to cushion your ride.enjoy:). Friday, November 30, 2007. Grand-izing all and sundry. What if we did this form of documenting in India - what if with every Tipu Sultan and Shah Jahan, about 100 mo...
