When words paint a thousand pictures and a verse or a tale is born. When you adore words and get lost in them you discover a metaphor life.
Was browsing throught this e book that got from D , long time back. He said it s quite stunning and that was quite true. yesterday was a particularly dull and boring day. I had set myself some tasks – professional and personal. and none were being close to met. so the theme of the… Continue reading The insightful world in the pages of God Debris
Was talking to VN and watching American idol a while back… and Saisha’s started off with this number .. and .. it was pure magic.. YESTERDAY (John Lennon – Paul McCartney) Yesterday love was such an easy game to play Now I need a place to hide away oh I believe in yesterday Suddenly I’m… Continue reading Yesterday…
“I talk because I feel , I talk to you , because i want you to know how i feel ” Notes to Myself , Hugh Prather. There arent too many books that stay with you without sounding preachy , or let you pick them up and read a few pages and let go and… Continue reading Notes to Myself
PS ( and i can never thank you enough , dear old friend , for getting back in touch !) sent a quote yesterday and i ve been thinking about it since then ( some people dont really need too much to muscle their grey cells and give their mind a little something extra to… Continue reading The Journey
Been a while since I ve felt like writing something and some how i realise that i am at my best when i keep writing … came across this today … “A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, so is a lot. But the important things is to keep questioning” – Albert Einstein For some… Continue reading hmmm…
I had this charming collection of poems They were about silver speckled fantasy I used to keep them hidden under my pillow And never let anybody see I left them behind with the excess baggage As I moved to another city Now I write about how things really are And how I would want them… Continue reading Repartee
Well , its monday ! and before i realise the weekend just flew off … considering that saturday was mostly in office and sunday was at a photo shoot but i guess by managing three movies back to back , a very successful attempt at window – shopping for over 2 hrs , a nice oriental… Continue reading To New Beginnings …
The eternal conflict between moving on , and holding on a little longer —– However lovely the sunrise may seem It always ends a magical dream I am giving up something that I thought I owned As I move on, for a brand new find How ever comforting be the idea of a new day A… Continue reading Erase and Rewind
60 years of Independence .. sounds like a BIG deal .. at-least when its spread across the newspapers and when debates on media’s freedom of expression in support of what-ever they wish to broadcast in the name of NEWS fire up .. well i certainly feel – we have a very liberal definition of Freedom! Thanks to SMS… Continue reading Free Falling
I’ve been thinking of what to write on … Was doing that sifting through TV channels in my cosy Bangalore hotel room Did that as I looked at the sparkling city lights underneath when we were going to land in Delhi on a breezy late evening As I chatted up with yet another cab driver… Continue reading It’s Only Words…