The undying voice in ME

November 15, 2013


Voice in my head, talking to my self. Wish I had a pen, to write what they say. Oh but I forget to fill up my pen. Again I call upon them, but now they’re all but one. Voices in my head, talking to myself. I wish to write all I hear, but they speak so, I hear no more. Voices […]

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September 19, 2012


I don’t believe in superstition. Page 1: Newcastle upon Tyne, United Kingdom. The farthest I ever travelled outside Chennai was to UK and that travel made a big change in my life. I earned a Master’s degree in urban design. This, is one of my top ranking decisions. Page 2: Parma, Italy. The next time […]

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April 1, 2012


You stole his smile, as he lay mesmerized  by your pretty eyes. You stole her smile, as she lay cajoled by your nasty mind. You stole their smiles, as they lay spellbound by your sweet voice. You stole his smile, although he chose to give it you. You stole her smile, when she didn’t care to give it […]

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compromise and apologize.

March 13, 2012


I am not perfect, but I am more than sure, I can never hurt you, physically. I can’t even think of it, I will argue with you but end of the day, I will be the first to walk up to you to say I am sorry Life isn’t perfect, so is marriage it’s the duty of the wedded to […]

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Ithu oru saadharanamanae thamizh padam(n)gae

November 6, 2011


Disclaimer: Intha padathinaal entha thamizanum perumai adayamaataan.Intha padathilnaal thamizhanin ratham kodhichu makkallukku nallathu seyya maataan. Intha padathin kathai yevan kittayirunthum thirudinathalla. Intha padathin kathai wikipediaya-le-irunthum suttathalla. Aanaal intha kathai ella thamizhanin vazhkayil oru murayavathu anubavapadalaam athukku naan poruppallae. Intha kathayilae ellarukkum pothuvaakae pudichirukkira topics ellam cover aayidum. Intha padathila ithellam irukkum – Hero entry (aana […]

Hypocrite who was stuck in oblivion halucinating on trance!

July 12, 2011


Till date its clear in my eyes. It was a victorian style university building. Its still unclear to me how my college days friends and classmates were trapped to a time period of existence of my nostalgic period of the future. We all walked through cobbled streets of the Northeast, can’t remember from where. Finally […]

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Of all… I prefer…

September 27, 2010


Of all the ink blots splashed off my pen, I prefer the one that stained my name. Of all the circles I drew, I prefer the concentric I didn’t. Of all the paths I imagined, I prefer the journey I walked through. Of all the lines I drew, I prefer the jittery. Of all the years I have […]

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