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It has been a very hectic three months and I have decided to end my self imposed hiatus from blogging. I made quite a few accquaintances and this is to apprise them of my return to this world with a new spirit, new mood and light.here's the new blog link:www.sidzreclaimed.blogspot.com

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It's been a journey in the true sense of the word, the last few months that is. During it's course I analysed my own self, understood the dark side that lay within me and worked towards freeing myself from it's clutches. I realised the need to send a facet of my character into hibernation, exile rather. The need arose from a simple revelation that I lacked the strength to uphold any form of new

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That day he parted ways from her. That day the structure of his strength gave up under fatigue. 5 years had passed since the day he had confessed his love to her, 9 since the day they became friends. He now needed support, having provided that to her for so long.... contd. ...He had confined himself to his room, with his laptop being his only "Companion". He had friends and friends who were near

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They had been very good friends for the last 3 years now and were only getting closer with every passing moment. Spending hours talking to each other on the phone was now a daily activity for them, a part of their routine. Ah! Those were the days of their sweet 16. Life seemed beautiful, almost perfect while they were making conversation. There was a certain innocence to it, the innocence of two

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Why is it said,"To err is human" ? Is it intended to give you a licence to commit mistakes,to take steps that lead to disasters ? We come across crossroads so many times in our lives and we always without exception know what is the right path,yet many a times we refrain from treading on it. The reasons can be many.They can be of avarice,of vanity,of weakness,of ego,of sheer lack of courage and

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It was a moment of great loss,her life filled with despairHe had departed from this realm,leaving behind an heirThe sindoor had been wiped off her,left was a pallid face..while she could still feel his touch,his comforting embrace..Her bangles were broken, but her tears were not wipedshe was stripped of all ornaments,while none saw the way she cried..they made her don bleached apparels,

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All you do is talk all the way...You consider it a liability, object to be given awaymake of it a burden,endorse it for just the right price,wanting to shrug it off your shoulders,put it on display..If the market is low, to dispose off,schemes you devise..You make her a commodity,market her countenancetreat her inferior,land a blow to her self confidence..take her for granted,make her pay for her

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The following lines are inspired from a small piece I read on Akshaya's blog. I lived today .. like everyday ...but life seemed to be better yesterday ..I thought of living the future in a better way...not happy with what had become of me today ...I lay desolate,waiting for the end of the day ..the clock stopped ticking ... and i lost track of today ....time passed,  kept me unaware, at bay ....

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These lines are a letter of advice to me by my dear father. I am attempting a translation here for the few readers of mine who do not understand Hindi. though this time it is just a translation in the form of a paragraph.. rather the gist of what has been conveyed above..~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~dil ki baat waqt pe suno ...(hear the voice of your heart

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yet another translation of a poem i wrote 3 years back ... as usual its nt better than the original .. I have tried to maintain the intensity .. don't know how far i succeeded...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I know not from where it comes,that which ails my heart..I see no end to it,every passing moment further burdens my heartthe ground beneath seems to

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The poem below was written on 8th-Aug-2003 while i was in the train on my way to my University.It was the first time i was going there.The poem is in hindi followed by a transliteration which will not be an exact one , for those who do not understand hindi...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Kaise main kahoon unse, tu mere liye kya hai.....Kaise main kahoon unse

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It had been a good Saturday for him, the meeting had gone well in the afternoon.Towards the evening he saw the two movies he had been waiting for since a long time.He always loved "Al Pacino", a big fan of his,he could watch any of his movies any number of times.It was around 1 am when he came out of the theatre.Bidding adieu to his friend he walked towards his other "love",his Karizma.There was

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First for some  news ;)I have been showered upon awards... :D First two from my new found Di(cess)...1)The Million Dollar Friend award2)The Blogroll Award here are the awards i received from gauri mathur :1) Brillante Weblog Premio-20082)Lifetime blogger friendThanks the two of you for your appreciation.. I will soon be awarding them to others ... next post ... hard decision..(considering all

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I wrote this poem on 14jan 2003... one of my earlier works... probably why nothing dark in it~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`I shall be there for you,forever and ever to comeTo be with you always,to be not two but onewalk with you through lanes ahead dark and sly,be with you through all your sorrows and strife.We shall show the world,the strength that lies,deep beneath our

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This is a translation of a Hindi poem I wrote in May 2004 ...Dusk was approaching the city covered by lights,there was commotion all around, hustle in someone's mind.Shadows cast by dark clouds encroached upon the sunlight,as he kept walking on a path that had been nothing but unkind.An ordinary man, he traveled on the less often traveled paths,but his destination was in someone's arms, his

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All that's left of my heart beat is only a throttled breath,An unknown inadequacy in my desires has taken birth..With the fuel of aspirations,on life's path does man ride,but the yearning to live itself seems to be beyond my heart's stride..It's not been a wretched life,many wishes have been rendered,but a prayer from within my heart always remained unanswered..To make one smile it takes only a

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Also on WordpressA foul quiet shattered as the breeze filled the midnight with an eerie howl,Both quiet and howl were deafening ,the land lay devoid of any soul.The moon was at its full in the sky,it's light immaculate milky white,Land bereft of it by such clouds,whose darkness was envied by the night.Suddenly rose a pandemonium piercing the night,from a graveyard nearby,His curiosity had landed

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Please click On the path of love.....

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I have moved to wordpress please click on the link below...http://descryingtheshadows.wordpress.com/2008/08/28/the-indian-education-system/

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Every moment that passes by,Holds your picture in my eyes..The thought of you does not go away,I love you, in my heart you stay…O! my love , it was an Utopian life,Free from discontentment and strife..I still feel the soothing sight of your smile,Feeling lost in paradise for a while..I wonder, how you made me a child,Brought out the mischief,let me go wild..I had transcended many worlds with you,

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Read this only and only if you can comprehend an India which is communal not by constitution, but by action.Read this if you have it in you take in the truth.Read this if you can leave aside idealistic thoughts and feel the pain of a people who lost their identity,else don't..it's a request. The Amarnath Holy Cave

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I saw the shadows of the day fading ...and the need for illumination rising,There was a fear of darkness spreading,as the darkest night ever threatened of falling...I had seen uncountable sinners in those shadows...sins so grave, deserved to be sent to the gallows,their conscience is still missing,guilt never follows,what good was it then sealing them up in burrows...I had fought for the victims,

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ok ! my patheticattempt at a competition held by visesh @http://visheshunni.wordpress.com/2008/08/03/order-and-beauty-contest/One moment led to a Buddha, a Gandhi, an OshO.Rendering them such power, a nation they could steeR.Depriving themselves form petty desires,their souls they freeDEnduring all odds, reached the highest pinnacles with easE.Reticence not being a virtue, words were their

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"We are not responsible for our heritage, but responsible for our actions and what we beget into this world"How often do we come across people raising hue and cry over "Culture" related issues ? Moral policing is another result of it and somehow i have never been able to figure out how correct the moral police itself is morally. If you come from a conservative family, talking at night over the

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Initially I cud not come up with a title but then a friend suggested a title i liked.. so shruti bansal thanks for naming it for me..Love lasts...Come what may..A cool breeze was blowing,the night was milky whiteclouds were on a break, stars were shining bright.the curtains fluttered often,breaking the silence of the night,they lay cuddled under the quilt, having turned off the light..He held her

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