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Masala Chai: momentarily
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Saturday, March 5, 2011. I drown in these unspoken words and walk alone. Those tunes carry and lift them, running through the highs and lows of its beats. Woven with syllables, they rhyme the rhythm. You can stroll past me and dive into it, momentarily. I walk these words, I live these words. Shaping my thoughts and drowning them bit by bit. I ink them down and gaze,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile.
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Masala Chai: Give and take
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010. I took a little bit of madness from you. You stole a bit of music from me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Masala Chai: January 2010
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Sunday, January 17, 2010. Prisoner of her eyes. The warmed traces of winter lined her lips. As she stood facing the window. Letting the rays drench her thoughts. No where in particular. She adjusted her shawl. To feel that peculiar warmth. She was the patient one. Let time take its course. She lit her cigarette. Took in the nicotine. She knotted her hair. And flung it to her side. She kept her dark desires. On the tip of her nose. She finished her black coffee. All the way to the last drop.
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Masala Chai: March 2009
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Sunday, March 29, 2009. Just one of those days. Today is one of those days. I feel like writing again. Anything, everything. Just one of those days when I want to type. No, there aren't really any built up emotions today, nor is there any story - No villain, No hero, No dancing. Interestingly, the words pop up in my head, just as I type. Just one of those days. Friday, March 27, 2009. राहें. किरणों. Thursday, March 12, 2009. She drank her heart out. She drank as she pleased. It was her ecstasy. Packed aw...
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Masala Chai: The teary eyed Smile.
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Friday, May 28, 2010. The teary eyed Smile. We cried. And we laughed. And we threw our heads back and laughed. We smiled and filled our empty arms. We sang our hearts out. Only. To numb the pain. And we Sang. And. We smiled. And we cried. And we left. With that teary eyed smile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The teary eyed Smile. Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Masala Chai: September 2009
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Wednesday, September 9, 2009. Its how you shout out without saying a thing. When at the Climate Advocacy Institute, I wanted to create a video which not only celebrated diversity of backgrounds, languages and nationalities, but also show that the youth of the world could come together for a cause that transcends their boundaries. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Masala Chai: June 2010
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Wednesday, June 23, 2010. I took a little bit of madness from you. You stole a bit of music from me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile. Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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Masala Chai: June 2009
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Sunday, June 28, 2009. I must have given them such a heart attack. My massi luckily was working at the Oberoi's, so I got an airport representative to take me inside. I had no idea how I got my bags checked in (or did I? That guy was killer - I think his name was Neeraj or Nagraj. I still dont remember how I cleared the security and emmigration. I remember that Neeraj guy telling me to fill up an emmigration form, only I know how I held that pen and wrote my name on it. Lol.What fun! They have this bronz...
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Masala Chai: October 2009
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Thursday, October 1, 2009. Words,Veins, Life. The sounds of the keys beat like his heart. Reveberating with the same wrath. As if his fingers were pumping life into his body. If he stopped now, his life, as he knew it, would be over. He knew he was delaying the inevitable. A drop fell from his brow. A drop fell from his eye. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Words,Veins, Life. Confusion. Comedy. Chaos. Give me an answer, I'll tell you the question. View my complete profile.
