Archive for November, 2005

November 30th, 2005

Rain has fallen all the day

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
The leaves lie thick upon the way
Of memories.

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November 30th, 2005

Albert Einstein’s Theory of Relativity

Posted in Excerpts by Kunal Goel

Say you woke up one day and your bed was gone. Your room, too. Gone. It’s all gone. You wake up in an inky void. Not even a star. Okay, yes, it’s a dumb idea, but just go with it. More

November 29th, 2005

Sleeping Gods

Posted in Poems by Ishan Dubey

Where the clouds cover the meadow green,
across the woods through the road unseen.
Leaving the footsteps on putrid leaves and pods,
I will take you to the world of sleeping gods.

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November 29th, 2005

First Love

Posted in Kunal Goel, Poems by Kunal Goel

Detour my lovely boy you are
Fantastic and so cool!
Oh duh nston you are wonderful,
And I am just a fool.

I think of you all night and day,
Then day and night again.
My every waking thought is you,
I’m sane, no I’m insane.

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November 29th, 2005

Delight In Disorder

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

A sweet disorder in the dress
Kindles in clothes a wantonness;
A lawn about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction;
An erring lace, which here and there
Enthrals the crimson stomacher;
A cuff neglectful, and thereby
Ribbons to flow confusedly;
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November 28th, 2005

The Secret of Happiness

Posted in Excerpts by Kunal Goel

“A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret of happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived.

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November 28th, 2005

In Search Of A Girlfriend

Posted in Short stories by Kunal Goel

I was sitting with my girlfriend in a balcony. She was christian (different caste). It was her birthday and i gifted her cell phone. Minute later, there was knock on the door, we find her relatives with sword. They want to kill us ,so we jumped from balcony on third floor and ran away.

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November 27th, 2005

a short romantic poem

Posted in Kunal Goel, Poems by Kunal Goel

Yes, yes, yes.
Yes.
Come, come, come.
Come?
Yes come, yes, come.
I get you.
You?
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November 27th, 2005

No Luck in Love

Posted in Poems by Kunal Goel

I do love I know not what,
Sometimes this and sometimes that;
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November 26th, 2005

Fickle Crushes

Posted in Neha Jhingon, Short stories by Neha

“Hello?”
“Hello? Hey! You!”
“Hey Neha! How’s Life?”
“Im Fine. You?”
“I’m great. So what’s up?”
“Nothing much. Was watching a movie.”
“which one?”
“Aliens”
“Really? Man! I’m a huge More

November 26th, 2005

Master of My Devices

Posted in Neha Jhingon, Thoughts by Neha

Bit by bit it all fades. All the kindness that you ever showed. All that you ever recieved. Regret… Thats a word you are unfamiliar with.
It’s morning outside. You want to step out and breathe the fresh air. It’s been a long and tiring night. The morning beckons. Life beckons. But you feel uninvited. Like a stranger amongst people who know each other. You take one foot out. More

November 26th, 2005

The Painter Boy

Posted in Figments, Neha Jhingon by Neha

You watch him fiddling with his brushes. Concentrating hard. He wants to get all on his canvas. And yet when he finshes, he knows there is more to be done.
You watch him from a distance. Wondering how he can give the words to the music in your head. Does he get into your head sometimes? Just to see how it works. How you work?
You see him painting with the More

November 26th, 2005

A letter to God

Posted in Neha Jhingon, Short stories by Neha

Dear god.

Mommy said daddy sent me new bike. He is busy with his work in um… sweetzurland. She said he can’t come to my party. He cannot even call.

Yesterday two strange men came. They looked like bad men. But mommy said they were daddy’s friends. So I guess they’re ok. And they gave mommy lots of money.

My daddy is very famous. I saw his photo in the nuspayper. Mom cried. The nuspayper peepul did not put her pikchur and so she is sad i think. But I am not sad. More

November 26th, 2005

Ask anyone

Posted in Quotes by Kunal Goel

Ask anyone, and they’ll say the same thing: they’re pretty open-minded, though they draw the line at things that are really wrong.

-Paul Graham

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November 25th, 2005

Partly Dave

Posted in Short stories by Kunal Goel

There once upon a time was a man who was partly Dave - he had a mission in life. ‘I’m partly Dave’ he would growm in the morning which was half the battle. Over breakfast he would again say ‘I am partly Dave’ which always unnerved Betty. ‘Your in a rut Dave’ a voice would say on his way to work, which turned out to be a coloured conductor! ‘It’s alright for you.’ Dave used to think, little realising the coloured problem.
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