Every time i happen to see a distant airplane
making its flight in the bangalore night-sky,
i mistake it to be a firefly.
And i end up feeling cheated, every single time!
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A name often confines the true essence of one's being..this space,i'll leave unnamed..
Sahana
A rainy night..dimly lit streets..under the umbrella i stand with a hand stretched out..watching the raindrops dripping through the rims of the umbrella fall and settle down in my cupped fingers..deluded that with my touch it would turn into a pearl..
This blog's about my being-a li'l tender..a li'l raw..perhaps almost a perfect blend!
This blog's about my being-a li'l tender..a li'l raw..perhaps almost a perfect blend!
I read
- idlyvadesambar-Of all the finer things in life
- TheInsectGirl
- 2x3x7
- Churumuri
- Shadows don't live in walls - Samartha Vashishtha
- Niki - who can send colors to flash over the soap bubbles
- Dipikas' Wet Anklets
- Coveted Confessions - Nikhil - who thinks tomatoes give u kidney stones!
- amitheatman?
- Anus' Manasa Sarovara
- Iceman
- Nakshatra
- Puttachchi
- Social edge - Sagar Gubbi
- Kusublakki
2 comments:
Initially I was always scared that it was a devil that would come and gobble me up.
One of these days, I really wish it would!
I guess,when you have resisted the temptation of elaborating...i'll follow suit.
Nice one.
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