Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Ponder

When you are reading a book
You are not just reading it
You are not just soaking in what the writer wants to tell you
A new story is formed with what you add to it and what you are yourself thinking in each verse and each line
Sometimes I wonder what if I read it till midway and stopped reading it
And read the other half after two more years
Will the story change?
Obviously I guess, I will change in another two years
So won't the story also change?

Friday, May 8, 2015

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So many things have happened these one and a half years.
My only moment to myself is sitting by the steps in-front of my house.
The leaves murmur and I look at them at ease.

I have started finding solace in airconditioned taxis and going to the mall in the evenings.
Five minutes here and ten minutes maybe there.
That has become the idea of piece.

I dont know where am I right now and where will I head.
Feels like i am tongue tied in a vaccum space with vaccum people.
I dont know if I will meet these people ever again 
Or is it the last time I am meeting them

More than anything else I miss me.
How I was and how I have become.

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