Part 2:Dark Blues of the Night

If you have waited long you will be disappointed to know that the girls on the uphill disappeared. Perhaps, they are just hidden away from people like me. The ones who cluck their tongues and sympathise. But do nothing. The nightcrawlers aren't creepy. They are innocent than us in cumulative. The life you see is the glow of an endothermic reaction. Cool on the exterior. Latent from the interior. The fact that this happens under constant pressure is the irony of it. Sometimes, I don't understand the dynamics of science as much as I do of life. I know it has got to do with my agonistic mind. Layers and layers piled up but no foundation to hold it up. A weightless journey into a karst shaft whose fissures hurt yours upon falling on it.

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The old man and three telescopes

Watching milk white fog Painted across the hills Tried to find a bridge Crossing a needy heart Squinted eyes hurt In search of water Gushing down far away Like tears of forlorn soldier The kind Sun stepped Bore the misty clouds Quenching his thirst He smiled upon the old man Diamonds drifted Like near heavens Of a love spectrum Bowing to ‘Pa His three telescopes Were no companions Two were dead sons But this one fed him

Music, A candy to an ailing heart

It was the early 90s. Life was just taking a turn as was India. One day it was the magic of Eddie Murphy, Tyra Banks and Michael Jackson. Magic Johnson hits the big drum and declares in a booming voice. It was a time to remember alright.. On a Sunday it was suddenly Eric Clapton who brought 'Tears in Heaven'. Was it Tears for Fears who said 'Everybody wants to rule the world?'. DesRee and Terence Trent Darby with the silken 'Delicate', 24 by 7 taking to you a fast paced 'Take me away", Bon Jovi keeping the faith, Guns N' Roses welcoming you to the jungle with Axl Rose's sexy hairdo in 'Yesterday'. It was then the beginning of the end for Kurt Cobain. Just as I was getting so hooked to the Seattle band he put a bullet through his head. Quick. I wrote an ode to the man. So did a few more million fans. India had stepped into liberalisation. Narasimha Rao and Manmohan Singh had 'freed' India from License Raj Economy. The youth were ...

Where does it all begin?

The past few months have been awakening. Contextually speaking, it is a new life in the land of maple trees. Grasping the silent lessons that this world is giving I wandered into the neural pathways of the unapproving lot. Barbarism is not about ruthlessly hacking someone. It is a facade behind the civic screen. A kindness that kills you because you have surpassed a certain level of accomplishment. The ravines in your backyard are pacific to your evening strolls. It is the same place that breeds human beings who rob a woman of her valuable possessions. Mindful of the fact that I am a "Visible Minority" I sometimes step backwards. Something I am not used to. Yet I unlearn. The earth is divided by imaginary lines called longitudes and latitudes. I wish it would have ended there. Sadly there are so many of these imaginary lines in our minds that we know not what we are prejudiced against. The rise and fall of religions, empires, classes...is all part of the change that ...

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