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Apr. 20th, 2010 | 11:05 pm
mood: amused amused

Maybe tomorrow, I will ask you for a ride

To the unstable highway

The temperature drops

To near absolute zero and

Matter disappears. Let's add fuel

To the fire today since

Maybe tomorrow...


 

 


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I could be violet sky

Jan. 15th, 2010 | 09:45 pm

"I'm naming my lounge room 'Karoddo'".

"We'll play 'Life' in it"

"And say, 'hum toh Karoddo mein khelte hain'!!!"




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Appetizers

Dec. 24th, 2008 | 08:55 pm
mood: crazy crazy
music: Rich Boy - Throw some Ds on it

-         Holy Guacamole                                         

Essence of juices

 

-         Carbonated water, starch and crack

Essentially bong

 

-         Hot sugar body scrub

      Colloquial essence

 

 Because, the proceedings depend on the mood the appetizer sets.

 

 


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Violent

Dec. 12th, 2008 | 10:00 pm
mood: crushed crushed
music: Blister

Fuckingheavens. I can't paint this with my grey or pink feelings when the advertisement here reads 5 Tips to Get a Flat Stomach.

Growls.

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Yattah!

Oct. 26th, 2008 | 04:18 am
mood: working working
music: 'Previously on Heroes' seems to be the only thing haunting me as of now.

I believe I just put an earthquake to rest, before time.
I can't rest my right eyebrow. Like I have a plan.
I seem to be desperate about my alter ego. Seem to slurp.
I thought the ginger in my tea totally healed my bad throat of more than twelve years.

Cus after having watched thirteen episodes of Heroes in less than twelve hours, all I wanna do is, Save The World.

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About a girl

Oct. 16th, 2008 | 01:51 am
mood: curious curious


This girl, at the place I once interned,
She was in a spit-chew relationship with annoyance.
I think I really love her.

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To Plains, Love Hills.

Oct. 13th, 2008 | 04:20 am
mood: happy happy
music: The Replacements


Delhi is bloody expensive. The food in Agra is four times cheaper, and just as fab, except, not everywhere.

I’ve been collecting such life-changing experiences of Delhiites these days, since cute boy’s been away. The telephone was a definite capillary between his longing and my navel ring. His lovely yup-we’re-having-a-happy-trip-get-the-pun-? messages were such information this side, since we girls killed one whole night rock(fordheckoit)-a-rolling, which eventually never paid any good.

Oh boy, he actually threw me a plane ;p

 

So he’ll be back tomorrow and we’re meeting Tuesday. He tells me Gurgaon has this cheap Rs 200 amazing Chinese buffet.

It absolutely has to make the two of us in everything, now really. J

 

 

 

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Love and Tenses

Sep. 29th, 2008 | 03:24 am
mood: dorky dorky
music: I can feel a hot one


His Blue sweatshirt read ‘Flying Machine’

But he was barely aware

Until I pointed it out to him

It’d been a while he’d cared.

Then one day his Yellow bag shone

As if accusing me of stalking

I locked that moment and locked my heart,

Until Dexorange came along, typing.

 

Dexorange was devouring

Dexorange was my choice.

No rebound, yet, it had to go,

And be followed by Turquoise.

 

I forgot about safe landing

While flying in the blue sky

Crashed into the green grass

Hence, Turquoise couldn’t survive.

 

But when I did crash,

What held me was serene

Still carrying me in his arms,

Wearing my heart on his sleeves,

Forever,

Is Green.

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Cloy

Sep. 20th, 2008 | 03:21 pm
mood: sleepy sleepy
music: Manic Street Preachers


She made an urgent foot towards her dressing table and gave her kohl eyes a second layer of kohl and a second brimming of tears. Her lips had a red on, so bright and unsuited, it almost seemed immoral.
 
Just when she could hear the laughter mounting outside, and just before her mother could come to get her, she presented herself in a room that was suddenly hushed at the brink of high pitch. Parents were finally getting immune to the embarrassment, guests were intimidated. But the boy got up and whispered in her ears, “I guess they’re scared because you overdid the makeup. Makes you look like that basilisk from Harry Potter, you know!” And he smiled with gasps. "Blaaaadi. I was thinking Dark Knight's joker guy", she said with a look that was definately shy.
 
When they married, it was ironically Halloween.
  

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I know that everyone gets scared

Sep. 3rd, 2008 | 07:58 pm
mood: cold cold
music: OneRepublic - Stop and Stare

Sometimes I appear into a forest on a frosty night when the wind is tearing up.
When I’m mad with the whispers, I want to be hushed to sleep.
In my bed.

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Writer's Block: Your Threads

Aug. 25th, 2008 | 11:35 am
mood: hopeful hopeful
music: Got your number

What does your favorite "you" outfit consist of?


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  This is my favorite ME outfit. The bag is a little more... blonde (?) than it looks here.

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I took my love down to Violet Hill

Aug. 18th, 2008 | 12:19 pm
location: The Office
mood: working working

Horror flick and his arms

My nails dig out from his supple

“Won’t you let me go?”

 

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Writer's Block: Six-Word Story

Aug. 15th, 2008 | 01:32 am
mood: artistic artistic

Hemingway was once challenged to write a story in only six words. His response? “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” He is believed to have called it his greatest literary work ever. Can you write a story in six words?

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 An outcast's touch is always electrifying. 
Another one,
Shre M. feeds upon collation-nostalgia.

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Sky

Aug. 15th, 2008 | 01:20 am
location: underground
mood: sore sore
music: Sail to the Moon - Radiohead

I am talking to you again today. I took a break from all that frigidness you forced upon me nearly, or maybe exactly four years back on that dubious street I still visit sometimes and it’s still dubious. Today is exactly the same overcast with the same assonance in lightening. After a navy blue, black, silver, pearl, pink, green and even a golden nose ring, I’m wearing the same turquoise I wore then and I still wonder if you liked it on me. The scabs on me then, I’ve replaced them night to night for freshness sake. I am talking to you again today not because there is hope oozing out of your strong disapproval of doing justice, but instead, I am talking to you again today because this time there’s a reason and the reason is lame and its lame because I always have to tend to find one, maybe for the heck of an explanation I have always felt I owe towards you and absolutely never the other way round, in the exact amount, that is, at the least. Sid called today. I’m meeting him tomorrow. He sounds changed. Had you been around to see him, we could have rolled laughing on those stairs. That’s exactly what we’d have done, so that’s exactly what I’ll do, which is why I fixed that as the meeting point. No matter where you are and what you’re doing; I think I know you wouldn’t want him to see those stairs. He wouldn’t get to. But tell me something about you. Something about airplanes. Can they take you to a sphere of a sort where satellites can’t reach and all you have is words people release? If yes, then look out for my screams. Catch and swallow them. Go there soon, if a plane crash is not what it takes to reach there.
 
It’s a melee out here, in my mind. Of your airplanes and your safe landings and your crashing, into me. Again.
 

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And when I was bored, I looked teri ore.

Aug. 15th, 2008 | 12:37 am
mood: chipper chipper
music: Teri Ore (!!!)

 Everybody's gotta learn sometime
Learn, of my wonderful talents. ;-)

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Stop and Stare

Aug. 14th, 2008 | 12:43 pm
mood: anxious anxious

 

No thoughts occur these days. My world has been generalized, two layers of routine coated over it – hectic routine topping depressing routine, for routine is good. Like orange lacquer to make those hands looks manicured.

 

So that nobody takes it for a c r i s i s.

 

 

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Sense

Aug. 12th, 2008 | 12:36 pm
mood: irritated irritated
music: Maybe I'm amazed - Jem

What's with the AC and peeing anyway?
And the belly and the mind?
And policemen having free food?

And dogs getting beaten up everywhere? =(
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ttu ttu ttu ttu

Aug. 11th, 2008 | 12:09 am

Bechara Divye : Bad waffles, battery breakdown
Bechari Shreya : Weight put on, VG videos! yuck.
Bechare Akshay, Shreya : Group stats, Goli gupt
Bechari Goli : Pool party, Finale frown.

Hey Bhagwaaaaan!

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For all I KNOW

Aug. 9th, 2008 | 03:02 pm
mood: loved loved
music: Save Tonight - Eagle Eye Cherry

"Save tonight
And fight the break of dawn
Come tomorrow
Tomorrow I'll be gone."

Some times it’s funny. I act like that Bollywood tongue in cheek thief who discloses all. 
Some times like the prophetess who wants to make easy little money.
Some of you would be relieved you’d have to no longer lift my heavy spirits up.
Some of you would worry in duress.
Some of them would chase and trace, they’d be the reason for me to disappear anyway.




I keep on saying this, so that some of you who really care, get less and less scared everyday.
 
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The Yummy Sun

Aug. 6th, 2008 | 04:00 pm
mood: bored bored

Makes the world go orange
And paints me
A dark chocolate 

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