i m feeling poetic
We live in our own wells.
once in a while
with the change in the weather
a wind passes by
bringing in a few leaves
and maybe a feather.
but i want more,
somebody put in a bucket and heave me up.
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We live in our own wells.
once in a while
with the change in the weather
a wind passes by
bringing in a few leaves
and maybe a feather.
but i want more,
somebody put in a bucket and heave me up.
I came across a japanese character looking remarkably similar to our amul butter characters.
*******************************************************************My friend Supreet started this meme of writing a story based on this picture. He had given me 100 words. I have taken my artistic license a lil far beyond. And I am writing it as a parable. More posts from supreet and dipankar ******************************************************************************* In a quiet town called Eritoria, there lived a young…
Sophie Scholl – the last daysIm July Max mueller bhavan is a cool place to hang around. Open bar, open air movies and barbecque. What else does one want on a saturday. 🙂
Should I delete all my accounts on social networks? For one I have never used them proactively, so it is not that I will loose something on that front. The only benefits I have had is that I could get in touch with long lost friends. But the world has become a small place now….
Please read the previous entry for context. And all that has set me thinking. let me describe the possible situation. Two people come together … stay together for a while and become friends. Now its highly unlikely that the friendliness quotient (of how good one considers someone a friend) for both regarding each other is…
IMG_9842 taken by aneesh uploaded by kaa. Venue – RajmachiTeam – Aneesh, Santosh, Vijay and Ivia – karjat (local train)- khandpe (ST Bus)- walking walking to the fort Left the village at around 11 am. Encountered the haunted imli tree. And the hiphop loving fisherman. The clouds were playing a game of “will rain”..”will not…
profound 🙂
sachh muchh, aisa hi hai kaafi had tak. mein 4-5 din princeton gaya tha summer school ke liye, waha kuch 2-4 interesting log miley – toh yahi soch raha tha ki apan kitne kat ke rehte hai duniya se.
nice one man!
Hmmm…
this openes my eyes…
momentarily though, I want to break free!
Beautiful lines KAa!