I wonder why this happens only to me and why the reason seems to be so obscure that I so much depend upon others for the sake of my happiness. What others do makes me happy….why there is no way i search the happiness myself. I feel hurt…when things turn upside down feeling that after [...]
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A band of Seven Colours
Seven Doors of Hope
What if one is closed…
There are still six more….
Pandora’s box of tragedy…
Preserved hope in it….
Sysipusian mystery….
Of rolling up boulder…
A hope indeed…
Rainbow…..
A band of seven colours…
Seven doors of hopes…
What if one is closed…
There are six more…
Six more….
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Like the water….
Hanging….in the branch…
Doesn’t knows…
When it will fall…
I am….
Hanging
In a branch called life….
Excatly….I don’t know…
When I am going to fall…
Uncertainly…..
Then….
I won’t be drop anymore…
No, more existence…of
mine….
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Oedipus Rex by Sophocles at Gurukul…
And, Odepius Rex ’s Tickets were selling like the hot cakes…that’s why I was disappointed Saturday…but not on Sunday….
Oedipus Rex begins with the city plagued..and people have gathered around his palace. Oedipus has been made King of Thebes in gratitude for his freeing the people from the presence of the riddling [...]
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Utopia…
I am imagining that I am so happy…so happy that nothing can match my happiness and nothing can challenge it. I am thinking of hoping that nothing has ever happened to me. Why this real world and real people are so annoying…is this my own feeling…or it is real…No, I am writing utopia…( i fear each [...]
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C + H + A + O + S
Orderly…..life….
Becomes
Disorderly….
Few Minutes…
Few Moments…
Changes the world…
I am typing…
Words…
Who…knows…
Within a moment…
I can fall…
This empty vessel….
And I shout…I am not…..
Again….
C + H + A + O + S
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While preparing exam….and reading so much of western literature…and about so many people….learning them their life by heart…Learning their life-styles , their time…their attitudes, emotions…that also by heart….From Shakespeare to Beckett, From…Jonathan Swift to Jane Austen to George Eliot…to D.H. Lawrence, Virginia Woolf…
These amalgamation of streams of people and their life definitely affects…in one way [...]
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