Saturday, July 15, 2006


The furrowed brows,
The drained handshakes,
The empty laughter,
Magnesium burning in the sea water only to become glass,
The Shadowless,
The lack of tears and the swelling of loss,
The look of the beginning rather than the faded memory of less,
If I dont kill it now, it shall return again,
Oh ! Othello, Desdemona doesnt exist but in you dreams,
listening to the trumpet in the background rather than inviting the clarionet in the foreground,
You are a Hero when there are issues
and Nothing when there aren't any issues...

Wednesday, July 12, 2006


In the wake of the recent blasts I was really concerned for my family and friends around in the city. Half fearing for the worst I called one by one and thank goodness things are okay with them. As soon as I hung up the last call I am okay and a normal person whistling my way away.

So all this proves my own belief that pain is nothing if it is not personal. Homage to those victims.