Marc-sist Column
Genius. Genius. Genius square. Not quite. 37. Genius happy. Not as square. Rounded. Security code orange. Scary. Crazy. Random. Yet kind of philosophical. In a seemingly illogical sort of way. And yet more rational than most. Disturbed. Ecologically balanced. Twice over the meaning of life, the universe and everything. 84. Just that. Love. Crazily fast biking. Sun burn. Chennai. Choco Berry Bang. The ring. Frodo Baggins and Gandalf. Blink is a color. The only one worth having. Dry eyes. Like ice, but more verbal. CO2. Vehicular exhaust. Taliban style head-wrappings. Scary again. Oxygen. Two lakes and a share auto. Heart to heart. Clubbin. Ace of spades. A little gleaming metal. A little super-compressed carbon. Silks. Silken. Absolute tandem. Destiny supreme. Thrice the dec, and then a three, a three and the first of primes. Marc.-
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I Belong:
I slant In gauped memory ; I wonder If you remember At all the moons of green And one monsoon winter. I triumph to crumble and resurrect to crumble ; ( All In blindness, beseeched) And you In feigned naiveté … Continue reading
Bad Day
Music can be healing. Sorry but am not able to write anything more from here. Not that I am having the fancied writer’s block or something. One of those days you know, when you actually want to throw the keypad … Continue reading
Taking Stock
Sometimes I think I understand why people fall in love. But I haven’t found this concept as exasperatingly exciting , to be candid. My mind is programmed that way because I don’t like sharing my candy, just. I have also … Continue reading
For ‘me’
“You have changed” One of my close pals observed this evening. “You think so? What way?” I asked. Its been almost a year since we met and here we were, again petering out chronicles of the days bygone. The coffee … Continue reading
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Chewing on
The dusk dehisces. Introspection. Ingenious confusion. Sometimes Man knows his problem, the lesson through an experience and the photocopied solution. Having known all that, man also knows why it is partially difficult to implement it and inordinately difficult to advocate … Continue reading
The Life Curve and lessons Afew
Today, as I relapse back to my journey-from where I was to what I have made out of happenstances, I am humbled. To where I will go, is time’s marvel. Nature’s answer. Destiny’s call. My prayers’ capability. But to know … Continue reading
