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Hirsute Pursuits

Hirsute Pursuits Schnozzle shearing I once nicked my nose while trying to shave a nose hair, which eluded the razor and swung back out from under the cartilage to stare me in the mirror, as if to say

The Burden of My Mind

Posted by Strider on Thursday June 01, @02:31AM Queen sang "too much love will kill u", and sometimes I feel too many expectations will kill me too. My life has become a struggle just trying to prov

SPACE,TIME AND TRUTH!!

SPACE,TIME AND TRUTH!! Posted by Aragorn on Tuesday June 05, @03:55PM Well i'm sure most of you will be familiar with quantum theory..hold it!! dont turn away at the sound of physics..this is not a

No muse, no use or On Mediocrity

No muse, no use or On Mediocrity my commentary on poetary. A rhyming poem I write against my contemporary pretensions. Critics, come and bite to pieces my good intentions. I try, for they tell me I

Stargazer

Stargazer Posted by dizzy on Monday July 03, @11:10AM All he wanted to do was just sit in the park and merge with the stars. And a child, her balloons and her mother... With a sigh I stretch my leg

TWIST OF THE TALE (1)

TWIST OF THE TALE (1) (This article has been read 403 times) Posted by Linus on November 27, 2002 (Wednesday) A story about a boy who thought he was clever enough until he met his match There are

Good Friends

Good Friends Posted by Amit Singh on Sunday August 06, @12:46AM On Friendship Day this comes from the core of my heart that nostalgic temperament and its disturbing influence end in a mentally unacc

Return of the moron...

Posted by Shreya on Sunday August 13, @07:26AM I realised that I've been letting my life slip by, but is the effort to get up and hold onto a wake of sanity, really worth it? For the past hour I hav

Sacrilege Against the Sacrosanct Sanctum

Sacrilege Against the Sacrosanct Sanctum CAUTION:READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. i am not sure one will come out very out of this article so please understand the caution. What do u mean by Ramayana, is it R

A TWIST IN THE TALE [2]

A TWIST IN THE TALE [2] Down the coastline, he pines for the love of his life, the apple of his eyes , who had left him forever Sunset was nearing. The clock at the nearby church struck six times. T

A Friend

Posted by optimist on Monday August 21, @04:35AM Different people have different opinions & definitions for their friend. For some it is like a brand new gate which never comes unlached & for others

The person within

Posted by swapnil kelkar on Saturday July 08, @07:26AM Search of the arjuna within "Take me to the centre,Krishan" exclaimed Arjuna. After going to the centre what he saw was the best scene. He was

WHEN YOU KNOW!

Posted by Aragorn on Thursday June 22, @04:32PM nothing here entralls me, except a pair of blue eyes..alas,i'll never be seen in them... When you know you are faking that smile and you dont even know

Yellow Post-Its

Posted by Seema Ramnarayan on Thursday August 31, @05:11AM Can you still find this day, my dear, among your possessions? Among the souvenirs of your trips to faraway lands, the textbooks from those

Guys - Judges of Character

Guys - Judges of Character When my best friend fell heads over heels with a bird-brain beauty, I really began to wonder if guys were bad judges of character after all. *A must read* “Hello, Mr.Lover

Love's Dwelling Place

Posted by vijay bharati on Sunday August 06, @12:20AM Another masterpiece by Suraj Kishen Munshi 1 I am in the softness of Hymeneal bed and in flames of funeral pyre I am in bubbling streams of joy

Ranjini ... A Summer Story!

Ranjini ... A Summer Story! Ranjini with her arms burdened with monthly groceries rang the doorbell of her flat. The maidservant opened the door and took pity on her mistress. She relieved her of he

Defying Nature

A story written in a new approach to describe the social problems of a hot invention "Can you tell about your childhood ?" "I used to play along with my brothers. The first ball i played hit my stum

The Baby Eagle Story

Posted by orange juice on Tuesday June 27, @05:07AM Dave Winer's excellent piece on what may sound like a bedtime story for kids, but is not. It's a story for adults, powerful people who, if they ref

Flickering Neon

Flickering Neon Simon and Garfunkel ... my muse! Hello Darkness! my old friend! I have come to talk to you again A flickering neon light Playing cat and mouse with Time A silhouette By the window Da

Licentious Vagrancy

Posted by Amish on Tuesday August 15, @12:17PM Huh! another vagrant idea It's not an endeavor to present a meaningless incidence in redundant flamboyancy of language nor it's an ebullient intellectu

Finally

Finally Posted by Abhilasha Khaitan on Friday January 07, @08:44AM Finally. Time to leave. Unexplored territory awaits. I should be excited. In fact, I am”.right? Well, it's tempered a mite, by t

With whom shall I fall in Love????

With whom shall I fall in Love???? Posted by Anonymous on Friday May 19, @03:11AM Help me out, I am totally perplexed !!! I was inspired to write this article after going through one of the article

This question haunts my mind..

Posted by layter on Monday May 08, @01:18PM THIS QUESTION HAUNTS MY MIND WILL WE SURVIVE THIS NIGHT?.................. The sleep Life as such tends to throw a lot many questions at one. Being a woma

Blue Tulip

Posted by Seema Ramnarayan on Thursday August 31, @02:59AM The “Blue Tulip” was almost about to close for the afternoon when they walked in. They looked ravenous, the way bachelors with little or no

The City Of Djinns

Posted by shaili on Sunday June 04, @02:50PM One step on the New Delhi railway station's platform, the other still on the Frontier Mail, and I can breathe the same humid oily stench of the second-tim

Sing Not My Song To Them!

Posted by vijay bharati on Monday June 05, @01:46PM Those who despise beauty and nature shun and shut their windows against the rising sun. who leaving reality after shadows run and in the game of ma

The Girl with the Green Umbrella

The Girl with the Green Umbrella A speculative science fiction story. Is destiny predetermined? They cheer. The heart pounds, the lungs beat, the veins tug and strain to escape the fencing flesh, t

The show must go on!!

Posted by Aragorn on Sunday September 03, @10:56PM Seems even light needs darkness to redeem itself... You may pretend its alright but not sleepy are your eyes, gloomy seems the starry light just yo

The truth is out here and its me!!

The truth is out here and its me!! Posted by Orchus on Friday August 04, @12:36AM Guess who I am? I am death, I am tired, I am thirsty but above all I am alone. I have been living dreadfully like t

Zen Poems

Posted by Dharma Bum on Saturday June 10, @02:46AM Some of the most profound ones Far, faraway, steep mountain paths, Treacherous and narrow, ten thousand feet up; Over Boulders and bridges, lichens

"Hate thy neighbour"

Posted by Aragorn on Wednesday May 03, @04:34PM A poem inspired by Glorious Kargill Chalo chalo sub khush ho jao yaar, don't you know we are winnnin' the war. Kill the rogues, apni jeet mein unki ha

I Can

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Friday September 15, @01:57AM When you feel you don't matter, or when you think what you are doing is of no use, take a read of this Care not for what they may say Burn

Whatever He Wanted

Whatever He Wanted He could have have had anything he wanted. So what did he want? Shanker was born in a small village in coastal Kerala in southern India. His father, although an uneducated tailor,

In Defense of Solitude

Posted by Rajan on Sunday September 10, @09:41AM So, what's happening? Who are you going around with? What? no one? What's wrong?.......... Hi! So what's up? How's the job going? Hows life? and then

The Universe Family

The Universe Family This is just the concept. It was enacted with full dialogues, dance, costumes, lighting on a revolving platform. The sun’s dress was golden, moon’s was milky white and stars twink

Borrowed Lines

Posted by Harley on Saturday November 18, @01:07PM I started writing this on a notepad coz i thought i was all style and no substance. But i still can not help checking the capitals and the spelling

Amar Vs Akbar Vs Anthony .... What A Shame!!

Posted by Shishir Saxena on Friday June 23, @12:28PM I guess I can never forgive myself for what happened to Staines and his two sons even if I had nothing at all to do with it. But then, I guess I

The uglier reflection

Posted by Sylvia on Sunday January 14, @02:32AM I want to live my life as I please,and that doesn't take much but to shut off from the world.But when I try,my own self comes in between..... The smal

Precipice

Precipice Posted by shaili on Monday July 10, @05:35AM It’s numb Like cold room heaters Set human machinery (worn out parts) Drag the rumble called life. Reconciliation saturates the air Tears run

The Darkest Of Them All !!

Posted by Sauron on Friday August 25, @06:01AM A tribute to the dark forces in the world... stars fail to shine tonite dark clouds embrace the gloom' eastern winds blow in force can you hear the mou

Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)

Posted by orange juice on Monday June 19, @04:10AM Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of “99 ... Wear Sunscreen (by Baz Luhrman) If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be i

The Audience is Watching

Posted by dizzy on Wednesday October 18, @02:32PM ...but what is this, a story? Inspite of Tara Patel's vociferous distractions, Romeo continued his perilous climb up the balcony to meet Juliet. An

Still Waiting..

Posted by optimist on Wednesday February 21, @05:12AM I don't know what ever i've written is a good piece or not, I just delved into my soul & has written whatever I am feeling in my heart of hearts

CrossRoads

Posted by Reluctant on Monday May 29, @05:20AM Have you ever felt the reins of life slipping out of your hands. Thats exactly what i am feeling sitting in office giving blank stares at the screen of

Love Undying

Posted by vijay bharati on Wednesday June 21, @10:29AM Poem for the broken hearted!!! Do you see dearest the yonder Himalayan snows Piled above on peaks so high? if all the snow be placed on me and

I am You

I am You Introspective ... I am the air that you breathe I am the anger that you seethe I am the laughter that you drink I am the disaster on your brink I am the invisible halo around your head I am

Aitbaar (Trust)

Posted by aman shukla on Sunday November 19, @11:21PM Trust has never been born of knowing her completely, or even wanting to know her completely. It wasn't the outcome of any vows she took. At heart

Dreams Over

Posted by Sweet Child of Mine on Tuesday October 24, @02:31PM Of growing up and other things When the days are long and u just cant sleep in the night when u feel there is someone between you and yo

Priceless Trade

Posted by fredrick havel on Monday December 18, @10:23AM Nothing is priceless for everything can be exchanged. While what we exchange our ideals for can vary, and determine if we laugh or are laughed

Let me be

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Friday September 22, @07:33AM This is one of my rare positive sides. I was always the strange one, and today I think not changing myself paid off. This is what kept me g

If I wrote in caps "READ THIS" ,would you?

Posted by khaaksar on Saturday October 28, @02:57AM RTFA Disclaimer: Searching for meaning? You probably wont find it here, I didn't. It's strange that I turn to this site, one which I once derided

Loneliness: My Friend Of Misery

Posted by shaili on Sunday June 04, @02:42PM Sitting all alone-just myself Have a new horizon of life Things I never saw I begin to see Things those were dead now bring joy to me I share myself with

The View

Posted by aman shukla on Tuesday December 12, @10:17AM Arguably the greatest demonstration of faith lies in our belief of our own opinions ! today shall i swear your ways satanic, tomorrow might i j

The moot question, I think, is "does it matter?"

I agree with Rippanahito as far as the classification of my purportedly juvenile outpourings as poetry is concerned. Then again, that was a decision of the editors. I would have been equally happy if

Grasp of the Uncharged Wire

Posted by Rippanahito on Friday November 10, @01:17AM There are bits and pieces to everything. The nature of life is as such. There are beginnings and there are ends, birth and death, the ultimate co

The tears come!

Posted by Aragorn on Friday May 12, @01:02PM Sorry if i sound a bit pessimistic, I wrote it when i was in the dumps The tears come, the mother cries she can see her son is gonna die, they say don’t w

Love and Resurrection

Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on Monday July 31, @03:08PM A story in 5 parts CHAPTER 1 COLLEGE DAYS Suresh and Pinky were inseparable. They were students in the Economics Deptt. of Mumbai University. Th

Women's Beauty

Posted by Akash Kothe on Wednesday July 26, @12:45AM How to get the most beautiful women The beauty of a woman Is not in the clothes she wears, The figure that she carries, Or the way she combs her

Modern Times

Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on Saturday September 02, @04:47AM A small poem on the times Rapid strides in computers And science Increased human knowledge Add. Science creates bombs And missiles Wars a

A Riddle(who's she?)

Posted by ravi on Wednesday July 12, @10:29AM I met a lady fair, with golden hair, and a snare in her hand. she looked so mild, like a child sweetly smiled, called me"friend". I held her waist, in y

The Hermit's Mountain

The Hermit's Mountain A hermit is challenged by a corporation to leave his mountain to make room for development. But the hermit has other ideas. An elderly hermit lived on a mountain only a few mil

The lonely part of me...

The lonely part of me... (This article has been read 93 times) Posted by sehgal_ankur on February 02, 2003 (Sunday) The Slice of life takes the humour away and gets in the memories which we dreamed

The Last Bus

The Last Bus About love, strangers and coincidences Nawang leaned back on his seat and scratched his chin, unconsciously enjoying the sound that his nails made against the skin and a rough field of

Strangers

Posted by Seema Ramnarayan on Monday September 25, @01:13AM Every time I travel alone by train I can hear them. Nothing to do with trains of course. Sometimes I hear them screaming even when I am cro

Return of the King

Posted by Aragorn on Saturday July 01, @04:58PM I will survive the night, cos i see the breaking of dawn.. and somehow it all seems worthwile I will survive whatever the odds be against me however d

The road goes on !!

Posted by Aragorn on Saturday November 11, @07:08PM read it folks..and pay your tribute to tolkein..they just don't get any better than this.. The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where i

The Rear View Mirror

Posted by Reluctant on Friday November 03, @05:50PM Another day in life. I could hear the giggling of my kids jumping at the back seat of the car while I was trying to park it outside the Lake. I re

A poem written at 6 pm of a very long yesterday

Posted by Sudhakar Pandit on Wednesday May 16, @05:20PM There are these moments when frustration builds up and incohorent thoughts nibble. meaning of life girlfriend is upset project deadline weekend

The Moment of Truth

Posted by Freak on Thursday May 03, @11:55AM There are times in life, or is it only in the movies, that one would call the moments of truth. When all uncertainty and confusion falls to the wayside a

Dreary Days of Disappointments

Posted by Amish on Tuesday November 07, @10:22PM Too sad and tired to fill this column actually well you got the message it's a pessimist's cry....it's dull..it's austere...want to read Again this c

Word Play

Posted by Nilanjana Biswas on Friday September 29, @06:40AM Words are lethal weapons, they either make or break ... Fragile, fleeting, focused feelings Guarded, grim, guilty glances Enigmatic, eerie

Where the streets have no names!

As I step over to the ground, the usual pushy-push welcomes me to work’billions of us (big, small, colorful) milling around, brushing past each other in a missing-the-train hurry. A verbal diarrhea of

One world

Posted by Abhilasha Khaitan on Tuesday April 18, @04:41AM Travelling down the harbour line. Could that ever be bad? To ears untrained, this may sound like luxury, paradise almost. But to those millio

Hi!

Posted by Nilanjana Biswas on Thursday July 13, @02:03PM Just one little word, "Hi!" “Hi!” I did not even spare my caller with a glance. “Hi! Yourself” “Wrong side, I see.” With a sigh, I put dow

Reflections in a fun house

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Thursday September 21, @04:35AM Another distorted, bizarre view, but this time it's of the inside. Take a peek into the abyss I wake up, look around me Pain, misery is

Upstairs and Downstairs

Posted by dizzy on Thursday July 06, @12:05AM The watchman wanted his daughter to be taught mathematics by the lady. And the servant maid... The watchman was so stupid that he didn't even know he wa

Why!!!

Posted by Aragorn on Friday May 12, @01:10PM Is there anybody there, who can answer my prayers; tell 'e what r we doing and why r we here.. You never told me why they say let the sleeping dogs lie, w

It'z dhat time of the year again....

Posted by shivani on Friday June 23, @02:10AM The season is in, the time has come...... The SY(second year) students eating chana and gud are devising ways to "welcome" the new batch...their "JUNIOR

Memoirs of a Geisha

Posted by Aashish on Monday November 06, @06:34PM Chords of life and emotions..all strung..altogether They say a picture speaks a thousand words. In this case, Golden's words paint a thousand pictu

Dog Koans

Posted by puppylove on Thursday May 25, @06:59AM These are some profound haikus. Someone has come up with these haikus from a dog's point of view. For those of you not familiar, Haiku is a minimalis

Lamb to the Slaughter

Posted by heart on Thursday September 07, @01:25AM A classic Roald Dahl's tale The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight-hers and the one by the empty chair opposite

JINXED!!!!

All my personal heroes have one thing in commmon, they have all come crashing down since the time i started liking them, Call it fate, Call it whatever u wish! But i seriously feel someone out there i

I'm "COOL"

Posted by Amit Singh on Monday May 15, @01:00AM It's in fashion now to be cool .It is the IN thing now.But do we ever wonder what's being cool all about. "Buddy,You got a 'F' in mechanics!" "Doesn't

Saga

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Saturday September 23, @06:02PM Another song lyric type poem. Another way of looking at what we become, as opposed to what we want to be Shadows of our former selves Li

The Nation's Knee

Posted by Ajoy Bagchi on Monday September 18, @12:11PM Presently, the prime preoccupation of the National Democratic Alliance government is whether the replaced knee should be displayed in the Nation

The Quest

Posted by Suresh on Monday October 30, @03:25AM Feelings rush past in their ephemeral glory, Like dust shining in a ray of sunlight... Down the dark pathways of introspection, Into the deep labyrint

I am the Grass

Posted by heart on Saturday September 16, @02:14PM Daly Walker is a surgeon and a Vietnam veteran. This is a story of his coming to terms with himself Because I love my wife and daughter, and becaus

Something wrong with the world today

Posted by Anonymous on Thursday May 25, @07:45AM You wake up one morning to find that the world around you has changed, not only the world but you too, your anatomy, your body everything.......but yo

FIXXXER

Posted by Champ on Monday December 25, @07:10AM It is all about the truth and the pain we are getting due to our own disgraceful deeds the pain given to us by the god is our plenty Dolls of voodoo a

Contentment

Posted by vijay bharati on Tuesday May 30, @05:48AM Another glorious poem by late Suraj Kishen Munshi Oh I need no airships, to make long and hasty trips In my thoughts I can fly, beyonds the bounds

The Swan Song

Posted by vijay bharati on Tuesday May 16, @07:01AM This was a poem written by Suraj Kishan Munshi a few hours before he committed suicide. And this one's really special... I have a presentiment my

An Untitled Poem

Posted by ravi on Sunday July 02, @03:54AM What my life's race is run And I have no prizes won? What if the brief day is done And in west pales the setting sun? Its mellow lustre, its parting glory

Men & Love

Posted by sagar on Wednesday July 12, @05:15AM Whats the importance of women in a man's life When god created humans, I don’t know if he created man or woman first but whatever he had created, he di

She

Posted by Nilanjana Biswas on Tuesday August 22, @08:23AM The enigma called "woman" from a man's perspective. I have tried and may be I have failed miserably. I remember Her light and quick footstep

Life goes On

Posted by Kreep on Wednesday July 05, @05:26AM Long after the thrill of living's gone Having heard this song often over the radio, I set out to discover who wrote it and for what I have just learne

"Different..."

Posted by Andrea Trenary on Wednesday September 27, @02:37AM This is a poem I wrote so please read it and comment on it... You stare as I walk by because I look different You laugh at me because I'm

Silver Circles

Posted by orange juice on Saturday July 29, @05:44AM An anecdote by Gary Cadwallader I wanted the gay priest for Pop's funeral. Maybe it's wrong to call him gay. Effeminate is correct, for I don't

The Homeless Man and the Executive

The Homeless Man and the Executive A well-dressed executive in an expensive suit sits down next to a militant homeless man. The homeless man decides the executive doesn't understand poverty and needs

Autumnal Fever

Posted by Nilanjana Biswas on Tuesday August 08, @10:08PM Coming to terms with Time ... I had walked this path before with him, hand in hand or was it our hands around each other’s waists? The famil

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part III

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part III (This article has been read 254 times) Posted by khaaksar on April 13, 2001 (Friday) Yada..Yada..Yada... A few days had passed since he had last w

Mama cried

Posted by quinn on Tuesday February 13, @12:10AM I'm a spoiled brat. With all the pains i have given to others all that i could have done was to kill myself.... Never knew how, never knew why, when

Brown eyes

Brown eyes (This article has been read 158 times) Posted by browneyes on March 09, 2003 (Sunday) Have you ever felt that you could identify with the characters in the story, and it was your story p

Yeh Dil Mange More!!

Posted by shivani on Sunday June 25, @05:46AM This is no pepsi commercial, it is the cry of joy by "Shershah" For those of you to whom this title seems unheard of, let me take you back to June 99. W

Bart Simpson's Blackboard writings

Posted by munshi on Wednesday January 26, @06:00PM (84 are included here). These are the collected writings of the Simpsons from the blackboard exercises that Bart writes during the opening credits

Birth Pangs

Posted by Freak on Thursday August 24, @08:41AM Great things are going to happen in a couple of days. It's another day in the life of a wimwian. Great things are going to happen in a couple of days.

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part I

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part I I started writing this series some days back..it lost steam somewhere along the way. Dosent seem like its going anywhere in a hurry right now. Once up

Bubble

Posted by dreamer on Monday November 20, @07:15AM why this bubble? I sit here trying to key in thoughts and feelings which i have thought and felt but why is it that these are wordless are they shy

I am a Cindrella wandering about

I am a Cindrella wandering about Posted by Padmini Seshadri on Sunday March 04, @05:59AM A girl who wandered about thinking what she could do about her love, but unthinkingly, she had let a vast par

Lack of Talent?

Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on Saturday November 04, @03:28PM Why are there so few Indian prize winners in the International literary scene, be it the Booker or the Nobel? I was asked this question the

Of Life and small things

Posted by shaili on Thursday June 29, @12:43PM It happened two nights ago. A mouse that had been troubling my parents had ultimately entered its man made prison. We had placed a plastic bowl full of

evolution

evolution He was born and grew up in the normal way..... thinking back the normal had some abnormality He looked up to the horizon, crimson red with so many silver linings now almost fading as the d

Amita's day

Amita's day (This article has been read 101 times) Posted by samurai on January 13, 2003 (Monday) Amita looked at her own eyes in the looking glass and after she thought she detected some faint wri

The way to look at the world

Posted by Akash Kothe on Monday July 31, @01:22PM This is to tell u how the looks of world change as the way to look at it changes. When did you last look out of your window seeing the world as it

Whats the Use

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Monday September 25, @06:14PM This was my first, and I did'nt even intend to write a poem. I put pen to paper, and this came out. What's the use. Truth is hidden, black

The Cathedral & The Bazaar

Posted by munshi on Sunday May 07, @04:52PM If you are anywhere closely related to the field of computers and the internet, chances are you would already know about the open source movement. Finally

The Guide

The Guide (This article has been read 261 times) Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on December 01, 2000 (Friday) People call him Rana, I call him Rana-da. Rana-da had a habit of getting up early. After brus

Have Dream, Will travel

Posted by Tehzeeb on Tuesday May 09, @11:58PM A dream to travel. Think you never will? Think again. All it takes, is a little bit of luck, and a lot of imagination! For those of you who have, you'll

Not a love poem!

Posted by Seema Ramnarayan on Wednesday November 08, @03:37PM Written @8:15 this morning at work! Slightly shoddy but didnt have the patience to sit on it. So here goes... A face in the crowd Catche

Seeing...

Posted by Andrea Trenary on Thursday October 26, @03:53AM Please Feel Free To Read Comment And Rate This... Seeing the pain in your eyes Seeing the hurt in your heart Seeing the sorrow in your soul

A Beautiful Trip

A Beautiful Trip A beautiful trip; a sudden twist of emotion. Jadas had always hated her younger brother Diam. She'd hated him before he was born and she'd hated him after he was born. When he'd bee

Imaging

Posted by Waiting on Monday May 21, @01:48PM To read a passage in a book, (or a series of books) of a land far away, and to suddenly empathize and see exactly, but in your own context ( and with your

Transient Snowflakes

Posted by Nilanjana Biswas on Tuesday June 13, @02:58AM I looked up to the heavens above ... waiting, hoping, expecting for the first snowflake to caress my face. The first snowdrop had already push

Brick in the wall

Posted by Shreya on Sunday June 11, @12:59AM Why is being just another brick in the wall so unnerving? When I see people getting distraught about how they are doing commonplace things, that do not s

Comeuppance

Posted by Tima on Friday October 27, @01:19AM There it lay in my hands....like a sweet innocent child... and I at liberty to take advantage of it... but could already feel pangs of guilty feeling eve

Timepass in a Mumbai Local

Posted by steely dan on Sunday May 14, @09:55AM roz roz ki random ramblings Time Pass in a Mumbai Local Those in the know, and I am one of them, claim that there are only four ways to travel to work

Words that have worth from "Wordsworth"

Posted by Rohit on Monday January 31, @07:43PM The essentials of life and what counts Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you'll grow double; Up! Up! my Friend, and clear your looks; Wh

Listening to the Wind

Listening to the Wind Posted by Ellen M. DuBois on Sunday February 11, @12:17AM I quietened all around me and listened to the wind... Noise all around me does quite astound me overwhelmed at the co

Excuse me......Can I Live ????

Posted by Mita on Thursday January 25, @03:50PM I opened my eyes..... Everybody was hovering around me, smiling, looking at me...... My mom,daddy, relatives..... Then mom took me in her arms and kiss

A Casino called the World

Posted by cybertron_549672 on Friday September 15, @01:54AM This poems talks about the random chance we get at the game called life. Like they say down in "Gamblersville"- there's nothing called a go

Great Expectations!

Posted by shaili on Saturday July 01, @06:13AM A poem right from my heart.. Deep down buried pride and folly Bottle up till the finish line Saturation until reached, Of inability to not expect. In

Genocide at the House of Daniel Robert Moreau, or, "THEM" a Horror Comedy

Posted by Daniel Robert Moreau on Sunday October 22, @04:08PM A humerous tale about 1 1/2 day invasion. Date: 15, October 2000 Start Time Approx: 9:41pm CR.T. (Costa Rica Time) Assignment: Operation

Wisdom of Vedas!

Posted by Rishi Ravindra on Thursday July 06, @01:04PM Vedas are the heritage of entire humanity, not of hinduism alone.. Eyam-kalyanzara matrsyamratam girhem yasme kritashaye-sa-yashchkar tya ATHAR

TAJ MAHAL

TAJ MAHAL Translation of a Bengali story by Banophool The very first time I went to Agra, it was to see the Taj Mahal. I still vividly remember my first viewing of the Taj. The train hadn't reached

Artistry and Indian Actors

Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on Saturday October 28, @07:29PM We, Indians, are film addicts. Not unlikely, India is the largest film producing country in the world. Stars and actors/actresses are loved,

Interpreter of Maladies

Posted by Subhajit Ghosh on Tuesday November 14, @08:34PM Everyone knows that Jhumpa won Pulitzer prize for this work of hers. The book contains 9 short stories, of which one of the short story is ti

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part II

Zen and the art of making arhar ki dal - Part II More adventures of Al... Al had fainted. When he came to a little while later, he felt groggy, hung over on his own misery. Lying there on the cold h

Pokhraan aur Chagai: Fehmeeda Riyaz

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hi dizzy,

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