Alo. After a huge break. It took me some time to develop an inspiration for a new post. Yes, if you had to barter your time for something else. Yet writing, again gives me that fresh feeling as it does every time. Looking onto a serious note here, it sort of put me into thinking a certain question: When does a person give...

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Apparently I ought to talk on something. And apparently I had infinity as the limit to choose my area from. Well, here’s the catch. ANYTHING!! To be frank, I have no idea what I am going to be talking about. “You told me you prepared for this crap” you might ask. Cause you have the full right to. Owing to be made to...

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Have you seen a guy really really close to another guy? Wait, they aren’t brothers. Oh, goodness, wait again, both are straight. It’s called as “Bromance”. Do the math and you’ll know that its “Bro+Romance”. A guy thing doesn’t take a long time to develop. Its quick, short and just needs a little-er time of togetherness and stuff doing like all the other...

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Ok, do me a favor. Sit tight and follow my line of thought. As I narrate. Imagine you are the subject of an experiment. Not a simple one but a torturous, confining, sense depriving and what not one. You are this completely restless god of nonsense. Playing air guitar, air drum, air keyboard just to keep your fingers busy and also secretly attract...

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Senses are the best gifts a writer can have. Wish I was a dog, the whole world would have to offer a new genre and access to sounds and smell barred from human’s abilities. Nay, there’s the catch. You would have to be a human in order to wish you weren’t human. Irony!! Have you gone back in time? Closing your eyes and...

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When you work, you love what you do. That’s what I define as working. Manual machinism is present humanity. But chuck, not my topic here. Inspirations, sparks I call them. A simple realization, an idea, a passion to express, arising from something you sensed. These make you work, make you start to work, lets you to decide what to work on. My inspirations...

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seems like varsha brought life to her blog by CPR and the CPR used for my blog was the rain outside. Get it? seems like varsha brought life to her blog by CPR and the CPR used for my blog was the rain outside. Get it? ...

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Why do I write? I asked this question one day or to tell the truth, came across a blog where the blogger had asked himself. So I did the obvious, adapt!!(No, not copy or plagiarize you moron, adapt!!). And so I went on, Why do I need to express myself in word form. Is that my only lifeline? My only visible talent I...

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(Adding a Little Spice: First few paras, you’ll know which, read it slowly, and let open your mind’s huge 3D screen to visualize whatever’s being said. Trust me, you’ll have a little extra fun.) ---Ever tasted the last drop of coffee from the mug, lifting the cup so high and waiting for that tear drop to fall, just to fuel up the desire...

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Right from the dawn of humanity’s most powerful weapon: thought came into notice; words have been slaughtered mercilessly at the expense of expressing a selfish thought by one or by a community. Stories, plays, articles, literature, epiphanies, mythology etc have been stretched deeper into the well known realms of creativity and imagination.  It’s a repeat sequence. Now and then the same letters are...

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Well, to step across the truth is something like wandering across a shed snake skin. The first sight makes your shiver at its dangerous slimy body, alerting you to be aware of yourself and the environs around you, worrying whether it might attack now or then, but on a much dared closer inspection you find it to be just a snake skin shed...

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The bus screeches to a stop at my stop. Letting the others ahead, I read the road as I involuntarily board the bus and move to the seat that has been always left to me. As I sit, the small surrounding around me, gives me a warm welcome hug sort of feel and I feel I am home, again. It usually took me...

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