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Asa Nisi Masa: July 2009
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Thursday, July 16, 2009. Tonight you begin your ceremonial cleansing. After your indenture as a galley slave. The droopy eyes of your freckled ghost hangs below,. Tired after a long hard labor, as it catches its reflection. On the mirrored streets after a sleety rain. It tugs at your elbow. A drowsy gnaw escapes from its lips. In drools of cotton smoke. It knows that suffering is a padlock fastened to your freedom. Tonight the galley will be closed for the freedom. Subsc...
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Asa Nisi Masa: April 2008
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Wednesday, April 9, 2008. Whispers in the dark blood red hands dripping blood drip drip drip amber colored blood. The pink walls, in spite of the cold, are clammy. Two lizards are on it, with one on top of the other, caressing, fondling and canoodling each other her hair always in plaits shiny yellow plaits to go with the yellow sari you shouldn’t have bought this its too costly can’t I buy something for you I didn’t mean that. 8220;Why do you do this to yourself? She wa...
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Asa Nisi Masa: May 2009
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Monday, May 18, 2009. An Ode to a Bitch. He is closing in on her funereal lore. Hands dangling. Arms wrestling. The snot-green plenitude of smoke invades her clubbed nostrils. Her breath mingles in the quagmire of mirth, a fortress of silent craving. The filth, that her love defined, is lost in the voices below. Her gown sucks her memories down. A slow, greedy gulp of a succulent leach of truth. The orgy of summer whispers melts in her mouth. All things are nothing to he...
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Asa Nisi Masa: May 2008
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Monday, May 26, 2008. Even Faulkner inherited the lost legacy of the. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Moment of Reckoning. For the heck of it. Ramblings of a Gabby:). It was one of those antique days when there was no. View my complete profile.
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Asa Nisi Masa: April 2010
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Monday, April 12, 2010. The hour of longing is past. My Ipod stammers and croaks,. Am stuck in Pink Floyd again. As I drown in your elated disdain. The muted lights from the highway scream. And the café gloats in the spent night’s regime. I should have started by asking how you are. Do you still smoke your cigar? Your father, I heard, is in Tennessee. Do you still wear those rimmed glasses? Or drink your coffee with molasses? Suzy would be glad to see you here.
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Asa Nisi Masa: Ramblings
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Sunday, June 15, 2008. Was it yesterday when you gave me the book to read? Up through the vintage dawn and sleepy weed. Treading my way with the book by Thomas Kyd. I don’t remember its name though. In the summer only the sound of the wintry breeze’s blow. Suzy gave me a lantern to hold. And down my balcony. Frozen umbrellas rained from the green sky. Suzy was a strange girl I could see. Always soaking her hands in the water dry. Am I growing bald? Something about that b...
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Asa Nisi Masa: NIGHT
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Wednesday, April 9, 2008. Whispers in the dark blood red hands dripping blood drip drip drip amber colored blood. The pink walls, in spite of the cold, are clammy. Two lizards are on it, with one on top of the other, caressing, fondling and canoodling each other her hair always in plaits shiny yellow plaits to go with the yellow sari you shouldn’t have bought this its too costly can’t I buy something for you I didn’t mean that. 8220;Why do you do this to yourself? She wa...
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Asa Nisi Masa: June 2007
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CLICK HERE FOR BLOGGER TEMPLATES. Saturday, June 23, 2007. My dreams begin to fade as I linger listlessly through this deserted town. The streets are all empty and a doleful breeze blows gently singing a dirge for faces long forgotten and memories long lost. The trees seem bent with an eternal grief and I could hear the silent, moaning whisper of the leaves as Beauty slowly dissolves, like sugar in the rain. Friday, June 22, 2007. A day in a Coffee House. Come up Kinch. Come up you fearful Jesui. The man...
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: September 2008
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Saturday, September 20, 2008. Well, it was supposed to stop so no complaints there. But when the door refused to open after 5 minutes, I started panicking again. Well, enterprising people that these Singaporeans are, it was mentioned in bold letters near the door " IN CASE OF BREAKDOWN, DO NOT PANIC, PRESS THE ALARM BUTTON AND WAIT FOR RESCUE. Well, that was a very apt and succinct description of my situation so I had no choice but to press the alarm button and wait.
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind: March 2007
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Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Wednesday, March 28, 2007. What's in a name. What is in a name' thus spoke Juliet in Shakespeare's immortal tragedy. How false are those words, for there is everything in a name. Confused dear reader? Worry not, for the tale about to unfold bears testimony to the same. Alas, my friends and teachers were not so happy. Their problem? 3 years passed by since that fateful day when this name was conferred upon me. I had a new identity. Bengali for what's up dada). Waterm...