Sandeep Reddy
RT @sidin: Ah. So you are one …
RT @sidin: Ah. So you are one of those “Will start-up in two to three years for sure” types. http://bit.ly/cxnq1B
Can a satellite have a satelli…
Can a satellite have a satellite? Can a parasite have a parasite?
baigan ki tumhari… Kya houla…
baigan ki tumhari… Kya houla ho gaya kya?? Kaiku dum karra ? panchkad khayega phukat mein.
stop smiling at me, fucking st…
stop smiling at me, fucking stranger!
Expectation
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wikipedia tells us, was a German writer and polymath. However much I love the idea of a polymath, this Johann dude was often wildly wrong like the one time when he said : “The little that is completed, vanishes from the sight of one who looks forward to what is still to do.” [...]
His boredom
Light. Sky. Land and trees. The Sun, the Moon and the stars. fish and bird. beast and man. Beer. very good. It is Monday again and I am bored.
Myndfcukd in Switzerland-1
A month ago, I quietly turned 24. Since then, I have made a resolution to make my 25th year count, let go of something I shouldn’t have, failed in my third attempt to quit smoking and arrived in Switzerland for a four month exchange program. Switzerland, or the little part I have seen, is beautiful [...]
Hundred Years of Longing
Bound by four walls is our little oasis of love. The air smells of the hunger of a hundred years of longing. Darbari Kanada, the perfect raaga. A touch, two, three, four, building into an embrace. A hesitant kiss, almost doubtful. A second, hurried. She and I, we lose our clothes, and our masks. Shedding [...]
Spasm
As the clocks melt, as the ants crawl and as the elephant trudges along on stick legs, I spy myself peeping inside me. The heart is no longer black, weak or wicked. The heart awaits its rightful place usurped by the mind. Perhaps, Aristotle, the heart is the seat of reason and emotion. Or perhaps, [...]
A bye bye 2008 post.
2008, I assume you must be preparing to leave. I cannot but admire your stoical acceptance of the impending end. We humans never seem to be able to undermine our sense of permanence. I apologize for my kind’s failure to give you a decent farewell. We tend to make a spectacle of the new and [...]
