Rings of Smoke

Where shall the word be found, where will the word | Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence

i know what you did last summers-delhi

Summers is a beatific experience for most MBA students, if they work in a marketing role, and especially in strategy, it is even more beautiful. And so I was for a pharma major. You let the consultants do most of the work, and relax and report to your boss every weekend. So I sat in [...]

opening salvo

and so,i paid the autowallah and hefted my bag to my shoulder and entered my college to start my second year there.it was a fine morning,and of course,it was my birthday,and of course,nobody had remembered, and of course,i was fine with that.and i had a fever,but that was fine too.i had escaped home,and that was [...]

rings of smoke

have you ever noticed, hypnotizing,swirling, rings of smokes, cloudy,unclear,undefined, like the future, born in embers, did you see,my friend, the fire between my fingers? or the fire in my heart, one that burns itself out, every day,every night, every moment, consuming itself, fuelled by me,burning me from inside, did you ever see that in my [...]

make believe man

i look at you, and close my eyes, dream my dreams, and think my lies, and i hope for tomorrow, and a shared paradise. i am a make believe man, in a make believe world, can i take your hand, and lead you across? to a new sunrise, and a world all new, yours,mine-ours… i [...]

epitaph

words are so inadequate.and their absence so eloquent. so let us close another blog.

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