A Benz looks great only on rainy nights Neon signs are not dead…in fact they make the only real landmarks No-one notices the cemeteries. It’s like they don’t exist It smells all the time, except when you are home. Even then it smells, but differently We need sanctuaries, but instead we build walls. And the… [Read more…]
September 11, 2011
There are few things that smell as peaceful as an infant. It is not about the baby powder. It is this particular ‘milky’ smell that fills an entire baby’s room. Or at least the babies I’ve been around. Something about smells isn’t there? The important ones fill you up, no matter how faint. And you… [Read more…]
August 24, 2011
I was about to write, but read instead. And I think you should too. Neel, you made my evening. http://skywithoutclouds.blogspot.com/2011/08/turn.html
July 12, 2011
It took me a long time to get over what I call the “Post-Diablo Condition”. I define this as the condition where you have played Diablo from Level 1 to Level 13 and more, at least 4 times, broken 2 mice, increased your near-sightedness by at least a degree, and had nightmares about Baal and… [Read more…]
July 1, 2011
Maybe all of go through this at some point in their life. Except that I used to pride myself in not being one of these people. I thought that if I listened and read enough, without changing my actual physical co-ordinates, it would mean I was still taking journeys. Well, maybe when I was younger,… [Read more…]
June 6, 2011
Moving house and sleeping on the floor takes me right back to the young nights, when I would plug in a cassette tape or CD and lie on the floor; my heart beating fast, waiting for New Music to flood my life and mind forever. I would have the same tape for weeks. Until I… [Read more…]
April 28, 2011
I’m not sure about you, but I am really tired of this sentence being callously thrown around these days: “It doesn’t make any difference who drops them. They do the same thing.” Not true. Bombs kill, maim and destroy. They are amongst the most terrible thing Man invented (along with water torture). But more people… [Read more…]
January 27, 2011
This post is dedicated to my father and the millions like him who slept one night, to awake and find themselves lost. I took my love, And took it down. Climbed a mountain and turned around, And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills ‘Till the landslide brought me down. - Fleetwood Mac… [Read more…]
January 15, 2011
It is so sad, that to almost everyone I meet who knows his name, Springsteen is the good-looking, young bloke from the 70′s who sang loud pop-rock classics like Born to Run, Badlands and Dancing in the Dark. And with each passing year, the fact that he is one of the greatest American song-writers, gets… [Read more…]
January 11, 2011
Here lived, A man ordinary. Believing he stood for something, Existing only, Because the sinister echoes, Bent on destruction; And finality Wanted him to wilt. Here stood a man, Who heard the voices, Which didn’t exist, For without them, There was nothing to distinguish, One triumph, From the other. Here was a man, Who believed,… [Read more…]
October 16, 2011
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