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Blabbering
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Wednesday, October 24, 2007. A monk asked Joshu,. I have just entered this monastery. I beg you, Master,. Please give me instructions.". Have you eaten your rice gruel yet? The monk answered,. Yes, I have.". Then wash your bowls.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I was just updating my orkut profile when i thought of updating some of the most memorable(to me) quotes Ive heard(being addressed to m. And the credit goes to. A monk asked Joshu, I have just entered this monastery. I beg you, Master, p...
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Blabbering
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Thursday, January 5, 2012. Bone, Sinews, Flesh, Nerve, Skin. But an empty shell. That was once Man. A clock without a clockmaker-. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I was just updating my orkut profile when i thought of updating some of the most memorable(to me) quotes Ive heard(being addressed to m. And the credit goes to. Well, it was because of her pestering (rather constant pestering) that I decided to start publishing in my blog.she almost force. A Transition from Pessimistic to Optimistic. I try ...
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Blabbering: A Transition from Pessimistic to Optimistic
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Friday, November 16, 2007. A Transition from Pessimistic to Optimistic. I try to look through the clouds. Into the skies beyond. Where the sun is shining. In his majestic glory. I can't. I've been avoiding. The sun for so long. That I now remember not. What he looked like. I keep trying nevertheless. I try, perhaps for the first time. To nurse my wounds. Old, some dating back to eons. Festering, kept open by my own self;. Now they are hard to heal. I try, nonetheless. I had smiled, too often,. I try, wit...
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Blabbering: April 2013
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Friday, April 19, 2013. A mirage of love in the desert. Boys pretending to be men. Some birds should not be caged. Voyages against stormy, uncharted seas. And dreams you can wake up from. I am terribly alone. There's a fire inside me. Threatening to consume me. There's an anger inside me. Coursing through my veins. Deceits of the civilized world. Sermons of false prophets. Amidst nightmares we are conditioned to withstand. And the unending subservience of the sheeple. Guilty, we all are. This is a poem I...
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Blabbering: And the credit goes to.....
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Friday, September 21, 2007. And the credit goes to. Well, it was because of her pestering (rather constant pestering) that I decided to start publishing in my blog.she almost forced me to publish one of my poems that I showed to her(Office). A little of it goes to Ipshita as well(Borkakati) for it was her and Harini's blogs that also gave me some inspiration to start posting! So, here's a toast to the two of you! PS: Harini, where's my treat? Im touched. Treat me. I wont treat you. :D. Or is it just me?
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Blabbering: Overwhelmed
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010. I try, with all my strength. As my helpless eyes watch on). To pull free- to no avail. The fiery red cloud above. Mocks at me with his cruel laughter. I struggle, to free the chains. That bind me to the rocky ground. I succed only in spilling my own blood. That trickle onto the undead earth below. As the thunder lashes out: The scrouge of evil! Incapacitated, I watch on, in despair:. Unable to heal the past or protect the present. Or to save the future. And the credit goes to.
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Blabbering: Vestige
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Thursday, September 8, 2011. I have practiced looking into my own eyes. And lie to myself, without skipping a beat. I have trained myself to auction love. At the price of lust. And to use people until I am done with them. Yet there are times when my conditioning fails. And I am unable to stem. The rising tide of forgotten emotions- feelings, of unrequited love. A howling Success:) .luvd it! September 13, 2011 at 2:48 PM. Thanks, Tabassum :). September 16, 2011 at 1:23 AM. And the credit goes to. A monk a...
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Blabbering: November 2012
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Tuesday, November 27, 2012. Sometimes I feel you are the only chain. Holding me back to sanity. The dreams of tomorrow at the end of the world. The warrior’s strongest weapon: not his sword but his heart. A ray of warmth in the coldest, darkest winter. But the most important things in the world are also the most overlooked. And so I walk, a blind man. The light of life illuminating my way. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). And the credit goes to. A monk asked Joshu, I have just entered this monastery. I be...
