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Blind dates, long distance affairs, telephonic relations, pen friends, childhood crushes and a typical male behind them all! Everyone is unique, every man is different. Yet, the fear of rejection always lurks like an inevitable shadow around an urban man. So, let’s find out more about this typical male syndrome.

Ex Girlfriends, Ghosts and That Secret Potion of Desire

Sweet melodies of yesteryears often soothe his soul. Confused past, hazy memoirs and long drives in his father’s old gypsy illuminates his apartment. The shadows of his ex girlfriends keep haunting him. Those larger than life greeting cards, those soft toys, those bracelets, those watches, those letters are locked inside his closet. Time changes, feelings evolve, old friends reunites. The air never remains the same.

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Microblogging! The new addition to the content hungry universe is making everyone bit crazy. Some people are investing hefty sum of money to gain followers, some folks tweeting extra sensible quotes, some individuals trying to be little humorous, the celebrities gaining millions of followers overnight and some people are still dazed. They retweet, copy paste some old quotations, sometimes news and views and most of the times they just keep gazing at the time line without having any words to write.

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Winter Loneliness - Why Loneliness is Ecstatic?

The music of David Gilmour (On an Island) is creating a dreamlike ambience; the loner is busy writing his chronicle in his studio apartment, he is capturing the ecstasy of being lonely in an overcrowded city. He is mutely inhaling the drifting joy and the lingering silence, he is growing from within, he is catching the stars, and he is alive…

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Sunday, January 13, 2008

I Don't Have Time.......

Some lines
some words
some memories
some love.

Is this what left in my life?

Some thoughts
some friends
some books
some CDs...

Is what I possess?

Everything is so dull now it seems
but how many more days
I will survive this life...
Where the sun, moon and stars are all dark.

Time stops, love stops, everything stops
When it comes to me...
Well I don't have time now
is what I say to myself
every single day....

I think of getting married
I think of driving a Merc…
I think of returning back home
I think lot of things....

But is this what I am made for
what I am...I really wonder
Confused at times.
I want to be a man sometimes from a sheer boy.

My poetic existence means nothing
my poems holds no meaning.
My words seem vague now.
As if I am growing old...

I think little optimism will work.
I think I should grow.

I think I have to do it now...
I think I don't have time....

Is my poem good?
Oh it doesn’t matter though
because they are my true feelings
something very real about me.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Ice cream.

Happiness to start with
Laughter to begin with
smile in a way to greet with
Love is something to be blessed upon.
flowers and petals to surround you...
To enjoy the journey called life...

Oh! Its New year Again to begin with
New memories to unfold with.....
more ice-creams and some drops of rain
more SMSes ,more mails.

More old friends and lots of memories
Celebrations and cakes
Wine and some gossip

Lets not cry this year
lets laugh our sadness even
come love , come rain, come destiny.....
A brand new year to be blessed with.