The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster,
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
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I am so lonely,
(Is this love?)
When you don’t call me.
(Is this love?)
Upset, lethargic,
(Is this love?)
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I never thought much of the small ugly blotch of fungus high up on the ceiling, where water collects on the rooftop in rainy season. It was always an ugly blotch alright. Hideous to a point. And we got so used to it over a period of time that we just stopped looking at it. More
A friend challenged me to make a list of the kind of men I like, because he was very confused. So here it goes, for your benefit Varun. Hope you see what you want.
I Like a guy who
1) Is resourceful.
2) Acts grown up when I act childish.
3) Assumes control of a problem situation.
4) Doesn’t compare me with other women, realizing that I am me, different in my own ways.
5) Knows when to be serious. More
As for his feet, sometimes he wore on each a sock, or on the one a sock and on the other a stocking, or a boot, or a shoe, or a slipper, or a sock and a boot, or a sock and a shoe, or a sock and a slipper, or a stocking and boot, or a stocking and shoe, or a stocking and slipper, or nothing at all. More
Lying on your back, watching the fan swirl. Sleep is miles away from your eys. Tired to your bone, even though you have just been lying like that for what seems like an eternity. Tired yet; exhausted. Fatigued…
You want to close your eyes. But you can’t. Everytime you do, you see his face. More than ever now. More
DEFINITION of SACRIFICE:
23rd March, 1931: the selfless giving up of a valued thing for the sake of something else. Eg: The Sacrifice of lives of Bhagat Singh, Sukhdev and Rajguru for the independence of India.
23rd March, 2006: the selfish giving up of a valued thing for the sake of attaining something more valuable.
Eg: The “Sacrifice” of post of NAC More
I took a personality test from a friend’s site… the results were shockingly exact!
Here’s what I got…
You are an Attentive Inventor
You are an Inventor
Your imagination, self-reliance, openness to new things, and appreciation for utility combine to make you an INVENTOR.
You have the confidence to make your visions More
Standing here alone with you
Wondiring what it is that i’m supposed to do
And there you are with the love light in your eye
The bridges are burnt More
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Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.
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I was of three minds,
Like a tree
In which there are three blackbirds.
And on a cool moonlit night, he thought he would bring her the ultimate joy, the food for love – Music.
He picked up his guitar and stole the car keys from his dad’s overcoat and sneaked out the More
I was trying to describe you to someone a few days ago. You don’t look like any girl I’ve ever seen before.
I couldn’t say “Well she looks just like Jane Fonda, except that she’s got red hair, and her mouth is different and of course, she’s not a movie star…”
I couldn’t say that because you dont look like Jane Fonda at all.
Everyday you see him. He passes a smile at you and you pass one by. You dont know him. His torn clothes, his messy hair. The face covered in grime.
But the smile, ever so beautiful… More
You and I were never the same…
You with your job
Me with my school
You with your jokes
Me with my stories
You with More
You are perched again on your favourite tall chair and watch her closely as she hurls insults after insults at you.
She tells you that you are foolish. Something she keeps remindning you of, all the time. She tells you that someday you will get hurt. So bad that you will not be able to stand anymore.
You are trying hard not to laugh. she loves mothering you and you are always willing to be More
