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Six Days A Week

Posted in Current Affairs, Haiku, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Social Commentary, Society, tagged days, down, eggs, fortune, golden, Haiku, hatch, lifetime, nest, poem, poetry, roost, sit, six, week on April 11, 2012 | 2 Comments »

It takes a lifetime to sit down roosting a nest with your eggs of fortune to hatch golden.

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Renegade Days

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Social Commentary, Society, Travel, tagged abhor, activism, advance, affairs, after, again, aged, anger, beat, beneath, bias, bitter, black, bleed, blind, blood, body, book, bravery, burn, caravan, cell, chamber, chant, circle, clasp, close, cloud, collective, commentary, cowardice, cup, day, days, debate, defence, dictatorship, disappeared, discrimination, doctrine, don, down, dust, dying, each, ears, effigy, exile, extinguish, eyes, face, family, fate, fear, fearless, feet, fight, fill, fist, flame, force, friend, gate, glory, hate, heart, heavy, homeless, humiliation, hundred, hunte, hurl, imperialism, indigent, innocence, international, isolation, jeans, join, justice, land, landless, line, live, logic, march, mass, matter, moth, mountains, mouth, One, order, part, peasant, pen, phalanx, pheonix, placard, plainness, poem, poetry, police, Politics, prejudice, prevail, print, prison, push, ready, red, renegade, resurrection, revolution, rip, rise, sandals, seek, shame, shirt, shout, silence, someone, spout, stand, starving, state, stomp, stop, strain, street, struggle, subject, taste, tatter, teargas, text, thrown, torture, tribe, truth, ululation, vignette, vigor, voice, waterbomb, weak, weapon, wheel, world, young on February 1, 2012 | 10 Comments »

We were among those hundred innocent feet wheeling through the clouds of dusts. So close that someone shouted to stop the angry phalanx from advancing the gates. We were young bloods then. Brave as a collective force ululating vignettes about homeless families, starving peasants, weak indigents, landless tribes, friends of disappeared and the exiled. [...]

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Sinking Deeper

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Relationships, Religion, Society, tagged abyss, afraid, blame, blow, book, boxes, breach, breaking, broken, clue, code, couple, cower, dark, days, decipher, deep, disrespect, disturbance, down, empty, entering, face, faint, feel, finding, first, forgetting, forgot, frame, glass, hear, here, house, how, impending, intruder, keep, keys, kings, kitchen, know, labyrinth, letters, live, loom, lost, love, marauder, maze, memory, misplace, myslef, over, pages, photographs, picture, piles, plate, poem, poetry, pool, privacy, queens, remembrance, robbery, rule, search, seen, sense, serfdom, shard, sign, sinking, skin, slip, someone, something, storm, stranger, swim, tangle, territory, time, tragedy, two, unwelcome, us, visitor, where, whisper, winds on January 19, 2012 | 4 Comments »

I sense a dark storm is looming over. Someone told me that I should not be afraid of all the tragedy impending. Even if the winds blow me empty at will, I should not cower. There are intruders- those unwelcomed visitors breaking and entering the skin I lived in. I forgot the keys, my [...]

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Autumn’s Leaving

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Religion, Science, Society, Travel, tagged again, aged, another, autumn, barrenness, beckon, beginning, branches, carry, catch, chance, clue, collect, companion, days, door, dry, dust, emptiness, end, enough, fade, falling, fill, forget, glimpse, grasp, hall, humble, immobile, journey, keen, keep, knob, last, leafless, leather, leave, leaves, letters, memory, miss, moments, never, night moon, occupy, old, open, outside, own, pain, passing, pavement, permanence, pick, pieces, poem, poetry, promises, quite, remnant, rest, season, shadow, silent, slow, snow, something, soon, space, stars, strong, suitcase, survival, test, tree, try, undecided, walk, way, weight, wind, winter, withered, years, yesterday on December 5, 2011 | 16 Comments »

There’s a suitcase in the hall. And emptiness will soon occupy it. Something which kept me immobile, quite undecided to test the wind or its aged leafless trees outside where the silent pavement beckons and my own shadow as a companion. How should I, in the permanence of seasons would not be keen to [...]

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The Waitress

Posted in Books, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Poetry, Relationships, Society, Travel, tagged again, American, away, bar, believe, clear, color, counting, cross, days, dish, distance, dream, drink, eversince, face, fingers, fold, full, given, handwriting, heart, hidden, keepsake, leaving, left, line, love, man, matter, maybe, memoir, military, news, note, ocean, Oregon, paper, photograph, piece, place, pocket, poem, poetry, promises, read, remembrance, return, sadness, serve, skin, smile, spotless, stay, table, tomorrow, trace, transform, truck, uniform, wait, waitress, wash, white, woman, year on January 28, 2011 | 20 Comments »

She took out a folded piece of paper from her pocket. A handwritten note she would read again. Then say, “He loved me and I still believe”. “He is from Oregon, an American”. She hid this keepsake along with a photograph. Of a white man smiling, in uniform, besides a military truck. Her fingers [...]

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Opening. Waiting. Closing. Life

Posted in Art Scene, Books, Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Religion, Science, Social Commentary, tagged along, anticipation, beginning, book, break, came, change, chapter, climax, clod, closing, cry, curtain, cycle, darkness, dawn, days, deep, door, down, eager, earth, end, enough, existence, eyes, fall, familiar, finger, footstep, heartbeat, inhabit, last, leave, life, light, little, long, loud, lull, morning, mother, night, only, opening, outside, pace, poem, poetry, pulse, reach, religion, rouse, see, series, shut, signal, sleep, slipping, soft, space, speed, start, take, time, waiting, wind, window, womb, world on September 4, 2010 | 8 Comments »

A series of opening. Waiting. Closing. Life. It started when you came out from your mother’s womb. With a cry loud enough to rouse the world from its deep sleep. And the breaking of dawn opening the earth’s curtains like little fingers of light slipping into space, entering by the window. For the longest [...]

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Two Hundred And One Days Of Solitude

Posted in Architecture & Design, Art Scene, Books, Current Affairs, Essay, Film, Haiku, Literature, Memoirs, Music, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Prose, Relationships, Religion, Science, Social Commentary, Society, Sports/ Leisure, Technology, Travel, tagged acknowledgement, age, ahead, anchor, anyone, avoid, before, belief, blog, book, boundary, business, celebration, channel, commercial, companion, confessional, consider, constant, constraint, constructive, continuous, creative, days, decision, detail, development, discourse, energy, entity. collaboration, Essay, essential, existence, experience, explorative, expose, expression, facet, favor, feedback, fellow, forge, free, friends, friendship, fruitful endeavor, fulfillment, gain, granted, guide, heart, help, high, honest, hope, humanity, hundred, ideology, inner, inspiration, intention, intimate, joy, keep, know, less, level, life, literary, long, maintain, medium, merit, mind, minute, monetary, noble, One, output, path, patronage, personal, Philosophy, piece, pitfall, platform, poem, poetry, Politics, prejudice, Prose, purpose, reader, readership, reflect, reflection, religion, richness, sacrifice, seek, self-discovery, sense, share, small, sober, solitude, soul, stay, subject, system, tackle, take, thank, time, Travel, two, understanding, uphold, valuable, value, vivid, without, writer, writing, years on August 27, 2010 | 16 Comments »

Today, marks my two hundred and one days of solitude. It gave me a sense of fulfillment to know that I have stayed through all these years writing the many vivid facets of my mind, heart and soul. Writing became my constant companion whom I can share and reflect on the intimate, smallest and minutest [...]

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