“yatrigan kripya dhyan dein Nagpur se chalkar Hazrat Nizamuddin jane wali gaadi sankhya 12345 always late express apne nirdharit samay se 3 ghante ki deri se chal rahi hai.. aapko hui asuvidha ke liye hume khed hai” With that my wish of reaching home on time went down the drain. With few hours in my hand, I thought of finishing up the novel which I had but thanks to our “suvidha janak” railway stations, I was left wondering about the various “asuvidhas” which were around me. I don’t have any intentions of going to the jail hence no rants about any particular “educated” minister although I can do a phD thesis on the efficiency of these inefficient ministers and their ministries. These are just the observations which I made which spending those bloody 3.5 hours at the station on a sultry and oppressive afternoon. Most efficient people – Bhaisahab & Behenjis at the ticket & platform ticket counter: Amongst the most efficient employees of the railw...
The screaming machine, eructation of steam Drifting me in a mesmerizing way calm and composed on the surface but boiling beneath Fragrant, redolent delight, impugned, maltreated and often ramped against yet owning the right to be blissful in a tiny vessel of any shape Dark, acrimonious and black Its a mystery why anyone would love you An edge, soft and comfortable for my lips I take in the aroma which you've hidden inside Staring in an abyss of darkness yet I'm illuminated By the hidden warmth, Fazed by the soft touch of lips Your body comforts my cold hands Finding their way around, my lips touch you once again Your black soul spreads the warmth throughout my body Clearing my mind, leaving me insomniac Oh coffee what a drink Warm and dark reminding me of my companions You are my friend in need On the table while I study On the pathway while I walk On the bed while I snuggle with the warmness of solitude Now and again with a good book. You a...
So officially I'm here. In the blogosphere. Finally.I struggled with what should be the first official post. Should it be prolific after all this time ?? Grand in nature. Broad in scope. So, I struggled. How should I start this blog..my first blog ?? I've never managed to keep a journal: the idea of writing for myself alone doesn't make sense and I worry away looking for the perfect word or phrase, then worry if I'm crafting it away from the truth, then I start again, and so on. Paradoxically, writing for even a quasi public potential audience feels as if it might help to reduce the effect of that introspective self consciousness since there would be a reason to stop - to get it posted.. After all that struggling I realized it’s just like walking into a room full of people you’ve never met - I'll introduce myself. It seems like the polite thing to do, right? I am suffering from BrainoSparkyFitsoEverySecondo :P ... loll I really detest inconsiderate; stupid people. D...
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