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Eyes Speak Lies ...: February 2005

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Eyes Speak Lies . Tuesday, February 22, 2005. To my eroding faith. Bejewelled with a wreath. I cry in anguish. From a vapid lecher. Or desires more pernicious. Posted by Swetank Gupta @ 10:15 AM. Links to this post. Thursday, February 17, 2005. Or thus you pretend. So hard, just to apprehend. It is but an art. Through the deep bowels of your heart. You were only a friend. It ain’t gonna last. For all frivolity is. A thing of the past. For the years to come. The tunes of ecstasy. It’s still not too late.

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Eyes Speak Lies ...: July 2005

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Eyes Speak Lies . Friday, July 08, 2005. Stretching wider than the azure firmament. Gleaming with a fiery light. Yet so kindly and benevolent. Even as daring the Sol’s might. Deeper than the all consuming swell. The expanse ever so huge. The inception of a stream juvenile. The trickling pearls’ sole refuge. Among peals of tinkling laughter. The orbs, shimmering with a twinkle. Coy and naïve and vivacious. Easing out every crease and wrinkle. An orifice to the heart’s core. A sieve to the mundane verity.

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Open Sesame | Cacophonix

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They blamed me of cacophony…. June 9, 2011. If you walk out of the metro station and turn left for a few hundred feet, you can see the house I am talking about. The yellow one. I am not Sherlock, but I still would’ve pointed you to the light on the porch, burning brightly. Elementary, my dear Watson. The fact was, she did not have the keys to the house. 8212;——–xxx————. 8212;————-xxxxx———-. 8212;————-xxxx————. Three months into the project, she is having lunch with her team. She no longer walks to th...

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Living with and without Sachin Tendulkar | Cacophonix

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They blamed me of cacophony…. January 2, 2014. Living with and without Sachin Tendulkar. I am writing this on Salil’s suggestion. Right at the start, let me admit that if I used any numbers or stats, I may have turned to his eidetic memory for help. Whether the team had really improved, or was just lucky, I don’t know – but with televisions becoming common, there was definitely an increased interest in following cricket. It was this era which cemented Indian team’s reputation as the “one man ...He carrie...

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The Velvet Underground | Nevermind...

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August 2, 2006. While only a few thousand people bought a Velvet Underground record upon their initial release, almost every single one of them was inspired to start a band”. Was the remark on the band ‘The Velvet Underground’ by the famous British musician Brian Eno. So, there is not much doubt that Velvet Underground was one of the most influential bands in the rock history. Though the genre of the band is not clearly defined, they are mostly put into the genre of either experimental-rock. 8211; http:/...

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Blog Blog. Blogged! Lucknow.but studying in Kanpur right now, India. View my complete profile. The Poet Took A Stroll Around. DCsomeone trying to catch some dream :P. IdeaSmithy. An IDEA Can Change Your Life ;). Karma Running Over My Dogma. Maa! Mizohican Collusion in the Illusion. Over A Hot Cuppa. The News @ Pritika. The True XLRI'ian Blog :). The Woman. Unanswered . Visitors since 27th March 2005 :. Free Web Site Counters. Of a skydiver and a sky. 200 Km / h in the Wrong Lane. Monday, May 15, 2006.

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The Defense Lawyer | Cacophonix

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They blamed me of cacophony…. May 30, 2010. The metal detector protests loudly as I enter. It protests for some, it does not for some. What can it really detect, I sometimes wonder. The chaukidar salutes me and directs me to the counter to check my bag. The lady smiles and says it is fine, sir. I cannot see the girl. I cannot see the man. I cannot see his wife. I cannot see the porter. I can see only targets. I am at work. Please Note: This is purely a piece of fiction. May 30, 2010 at 8:40. The only thi...

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Pen Friend | Cacophonix

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They blamed me of cacophony…. September 13, 2014. Sometimes, you peer though your glasses, and when you try too hard, you don’t see art. I mean, you see the strokes and the colors and the lines, but, with your nose so close to the canvas, you miss the frame. For the frame defines where it starts and where it ends. Art, that is. You need the frame. 8221;, which she asked everyday. And now he was asked to go back and start all the way back to. And so he walked on. Maybe she did not really want to know ...

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Not corny enough to be unicorn, but still… | Nevermind...

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Not corny enough to be unicorn, but still…. February 11, 2007. One Response to “Not corny enough to be unicorn, but still…”. April 8, 2016 at 2:31 pm. Hehe I watched a clip about Bush 2 years ago, and it makes him like an complete idiot tooXDnI was so amazed at how talented each party are at d Click https:/ twitter.com/moooker1. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.

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Cacophonix | they blamed me of cacophony… | Page 2

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They blamed me of cacophony…. April 10, 2010. Birds of a feather. It was almost impossible to see the figure in dark clothes, walking slowly, in that dark alley. There was a power cut, and there was only a slight moon that night. The boy in those dark clothes actually preferred the darkness and the silence. He would have liked to be alone, but people from Indian metros often have to find their privacy inside themselves. He was so deep within himself, tonight. Lost in the darkness again, he slowed himself...