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Spectrum: Far(more) deaths!
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Posted by Pavan Kumar H. Slowly but silently hundreds of farmers are ending their lives in the State, yet government is in a denial mood. According to information availed under the Rights to information act from the State Crime Records Bureau, a wing of central Home Ministry providing data to National Crime Record Bureau, 2585 farmers have committed suicide in 2010 alone where as the figures provided by the department of law and order (Home Minister) says that 126 farmers ended their life in that year.
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Spectrum: LOVE?
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Posted by Pavan Kumar H. Thou, Lord of Lords- Cupid. Sing to me all the "Romantic" poems,. Words describing- beauty, love and lust. Teach me those specific words Adam uttered. While proposing Eve. Did he go on his Knee? Make me listen to what Romeo and Juliet. Carelessly whispered into each-other. Walk me trough the tombs at Taj. Narrate how Love do not die with death! Salim- Anarkali. Laila- Majnu. Dushantha- Sakunthala.Heer- Ranjha. Were not all of them 'injured' by your arrow? Please. Please O lord.
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Spectrum: My dreams, my enemy!
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My dreams, my enemy! Posted by Pavan Kumar H. The puffy bed, with rosy bedspread. Night is what I hate. In Eastman colours, like a motion picture,. One after another, a reel of unreal is projected,. Generating turbulence in my Pacific mind. Not just exaggerations of my deepest desires are these. Dreams, but cruel jokes upon me! 8220;YOU are NOT what you WANT TO BE! They say every night to me. I love this girl. With her I walk, sing, make love and cry…. It is bliss being with her. I curse the moon. Pity u...
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Spectrum: August 2009
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Posted by Pavan Kumar H. History is proof that. No dam had ever held the. Flood is my desire! Hold hand, cut my fingers. But you can not stop me. From doing what I wish. I am born just to win and. Have understood this after loosing. The molten desire is so lava. That it will find a way out. How the hell will you stop? From Clouds to the making of Ice. Was my patience… now I don’t let. The Vapor to reach clouds. Frustration. And suffocation has become order of the. Who are you to decide for me?
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Spectrum: September 2009
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Posted by Pavan Kumar H. The trumpeter in his full voice. Demanding for a change. 8220;This city should grow-up.”. According to the sources. No more my city is a city now. It is a metro! Sleek women- dressed half. Walk to flash lights. 8220;Bring them on front page,” cries. The editor. “They sell you the. Main paper,” he adds. On the same day a women is raped. Another lady was awarded the best. 8220;Crush them in central pages,” he said. But off course those women were dressed full. And were not so ugly!
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Spectrum: November 2009
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Posted by Pavan Kumar H. Links to this post. In perfect tune- sruthi. Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Has not excavated fully. There are half baked feelings, desires and ambitions. But a heart to complete and compel. View my complete profile. From the pages of my life. A night with a prostitute. Hanumanth nagar police station. Pavan kumar h. hate. Ray Creations. Sponsored by Web Hosting India.
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Spectrum: I you, and you I sun…
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I you, and you I sun…. Posted by Pavan Kumar H. When you sun, after seeing your. Beloved ‘sea’ for days, years and centuries. Can’t get satisfied and come again. To see them every morning. Then how. Can I; who see my girl for a minute or. A second or a glimpse can get satisfaction. Oh almighty sun, is this fair that. One strong lover like you gets all the right. To see your queens for ever and I because of. My weakness’ doesn’t get that chance. Oh lord sun can we do like this; shall we. Has not excavated...
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Spectrum: February 2011
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The story of a mortal ‘GOD’. Posted by Pavan Kumar H. I am still thinking for a better headline for the story published last week in my Newspaper. ‘Born human, died as divine’ was an ‘ok’ kind of headline, but it did not completely satisfy me. I wanted something better… something that could explain the story completely. The story deserved a better headline. 8220;I had inhaled the fragrance of soil during a rainy day earlier…. But never had I seen a rainbow like this,” said a man standing ...I wanted to a...
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Spectrum: May 2013
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Her name in silent whisper. Posted by Pavan Kumar H. His hands raised in despair, walking precariously on the huge boulders that were thrown into the Arabian Sea in a symmetrical order at the convening points of Thanirbahvi and Panamboor beaches. He called his own name loud, "R* * * what have you done to yourself" and almost in secret whisper he called her name. and with the increasing decibel of sound, he would say, "Why did you do this to me? The man walked out of the frame and far from me even without...
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Spectrum: February 2010
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When I lost my mobile. Posted by Pavan Kumar H. 8220;In every adversary, a spectrum of human faces appears,” I had read this line somewhere (Not able to recall where), but yesterday I experienced it. What I narrate below may seem like a stunt from a melodrama film, but every thing recorded is raw fact. The time in my mobile showed 2.45 pm and the program was at 4. I had enough time to reach St. Joseph College, which was the venue for the program. I was determined not give my mobile at any cost. Thoug...
