Thereafter it was decided to dump a major part of it in this blog... Here it is verbatim:
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Profile Version 3.0
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One year in world...
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Excerpts from an unresting psyche:
"Dreams, they are so abstract. They grow, shrink, change colors and metamorphose like living organisms. They accompany oneself like daemons from a faraway land... being creatures of magic and mystique...
What if dreams die? What if the sphere of life that was so carefully built and nurtured and caressed suddenly explodes and scatters? Only pieces remain. The psyche adapts fast. It needs to survive. It tries to recreate life from these pieces but the magic is already gone.
And therein lies the dilemma... Can one make sense of the senseless? create a universe out of nothing? or reclaim the soul which once held the hope of life... and which is now lost... forever.
The answer exists and it floats around in sublimity taking the form of thoughts at times... thoughts seeking answers. thoughts in pursuit of thoughts... thoughts giving rise to whirls of thoughts... thoughts from different worlds. eclectic thoughts. thoughts and thoughts....... like daemons from a faraway land...." *sigh*
Some floating thoughts:
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A haze remains of people who left,
Of memories sweet that make bereft ...
Sighs sublime in this aura black,
Beckoning moments, which'll never be back...
(For people who went away...)
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A life mystique, of mayhem and meed,
Split asunder, with treachery and greed ...
Shades infinite, hues that daze,
Of winds that sweep and fires that raze ...
(For all people who make my life wonderful and not so wonderful...)
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Souls entwine, enlace and depart,
And left thou art with a bleeding heart...
Thoughts churn but do not forgo,
The key... dont clutch hands, let people go...
(silence)
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Profile Version 1.0
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The good ol' college days...
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dreamer
... reverse engineering life ...
blue.pink.crimson.azure.black.white.y
eccentric but not erratic...
anarchist but not chaotic...
a floating cloud...
a mystique profound...
humour humour and humour...
smiles smiles and smiles...
Profile Version 2.0
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When a dreamy lad of two and twenty lands up in real world:
Here I am ...
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Another Engineer from India, Bangalore … *sarcastically*
Poet suave, though a Dreamer more …
Code and Data are what I feed ...
Like Smiling, Smiling faces I need …
Lies I loathe, Hate gossip and folklore …
You could always find me by my notebook …
(And could even mistake me for a wily crook … )
I assure I’m nothing of the sort …
(Though sometimes I do exhort …)
Do understand, and forget whatever you mistook …
Limericks are what I intend to write …
Quite incomprehensible at first sight …
So that it is not hard to swallow …
aa..bb..a is the meter I follow …
Then sprinkle it with humor, to get it all right …
If you doubt the merit of any line …
(And assume that they aren’t mine …)
Something that you failed to see …
IS I don’t follow Ctrl-C Ctrl-V …
Doubtful still? Then join me for a cup of wine …
Dear Sir/Madam, if that puts you in surprise …
And is blurry to your worldly eyes …
I reckon you had a tough day …
And need some time away …
Go get some rest, and make yourself wise …
But wait, I pray you come back again …
Free you are and your time permits when …
To give poor me some company …
And to read these limericks many …
For they are meant to bring smiles and enliven …
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Hey Sisir...these are wonderful lines...glad to see that u still have the fire burning in you...mine has been put out by the sirocco blowing through my soul!!
ReplyDeleteInfact i have become a fan...'A haze remains of people who left,...'...man these give me goose bumps!!!...have read something so nostalgic...after a long long time!!
ReplyDeleteThis holy fire burneth brighther than ever,
ReplyDeleteA wavering flame, which extinguisheth never...
How come yours got extinguished? Theres always a spark
good enough for a flame.
Great to hear from you after such a long time !!!
-Sisir
Uh oh... and Why am I not suprised that you seem to be the only person who got that far and cared to comment... :)
ReplyDeleteactually I used a dictionary to understand it :)
ReplyDeleteNice lines
He he ... dictionary is just a means to an end :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments though!
Do I know you?
You are an inspiration! May god bless you. :)
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