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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This time,this thought..
There used to be times when writing posts after posts, editing,reediting and hitting the delete draft button would liberally and literally take away a major chunk of my time. Peering around this world, looking up expectant of who left comments … Continue reading
I don’t know why I am writing this post
Well. I know thats so darned stupid to be starting off a post but I would like to stress upon the fact that I really din’t miss the blogosphere oflate. I know I haven’t written much and by now I … Continue reading
Festive words
There came and went a Diwali. Like they say, a lot of things come and go. Bygones, alright? Bygones stand bygones forever because we owe much to the imposing change. I exalt permanence since I know why bygones cannot be … Continue reading
Inspiration
A wilted stem. Bygone, now. I forgot I had a nursery . I din’t bother of the people who visited home just to see those exotic hydrangeas and multitude of monsoon roses flaunt their glamor. It was then I saw … Continue reading
For tomorrow
I walk . Amidst those effete strands and redolent skins, With all the tales I know, Of you , in me and denuded. I walk: Espying beside ,is you, Impelling a smile Sagacious and annealed, Charming yet punctured. I walk: … 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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Happy Fifty!!!
Let me break the bubble at the very start. This is my fiftieth Post! (*Yes, Thank You!*) I sure am cognizant that more than the numbers it is the quality that counts. I have rambled , analyzed, reviewed and philosophized … Continue reading
For Appa,who matters
He was used to the routine night shift. Home beckoned. With it , the visage of his tiny replica in the form of a baby girl veiled his vision. Trotting his infamous two wheeler and home way bound, “Twenty three … Continue reading
Just somethings
It’s a Sunday and Its been an outstretched morning. The year does not seem to have spurned on too well personally and how i would wish it be otherwise. But quoting Rini, ‘Trust, Love and LIVE”. Sometimes, that is all … Continue reading
