You drink milk, grow up, study, grow up some more and eventually you grow enough to not fit inside your parents' home anymore and that's the historic moment of your life when you are kicked out of home. You think for once, 'wow, finally its 1947 all over again!'. You feel happy , you feel … Continue reading The Fakir in Leather Jacket, Ripped Jeans
what if i got the poem of life all wrong Misunderstood metaphors, Silent equations all along.. what if a certain side of me is all obscure A stranger on an empty street walking away from cure.. what if my painting has fallen short of a few shades Before it gets stained with red and gleefully … Continue reading On the Closing Lines
The number of times you have to say hi, the number of months you got to chat, the amount of complications that you have to spice in before you can actually take her out for coffee... I dont know. Neither do i have any clue of how to pass beingRomeo101 nor do i have any … Continue reading The 81st Hi
I have just landed home and its been like a day and a half.. Somehow someway this place always keeps the flavor of nostalgia alive and before i get deeper and darker down the memory lane and get lost completely, let me try to walk you back to one of the corners of my nostalgic … Continue reading Right Next Door to God
Life is after all a battle with mediocrity. Everyone has their own lines of mediocrity deeply planted inside their heads. However, at times when lots of people have the same line, the line gets famous and enjoys a happy status like it does in our college - the big fat line of ' 7.0 ' … Continue reading Eternal Mediocrity with the Happy Deviations..