tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74839681093649698862024-02-06T22:25:10.083-08:00Finding feetHolding inside like the claws on something are gravitationally heavy and tiresome. The heavier as it turn, even the buoyancy finds difficult to keep float.Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-43733496508977753092018-04-09T02:58:00.000-07:002018-04-09T02:58:38.864-07:00Keep lowSometimes, i just want to pull it off everything, starting from the basics stuffs i am doing for living. I am not sure if this sort of crazy feeling emerge within you or not, but it do appears to me when things around that circulate are icy cold to handle. This kinda raw feeling, that itches coldly in the ceiling of chest, letting current flow all around the shoulder and with tenderness swimming right inside the stomach always give me an attack of cold emotions, thundering inside, making me wrestle through the whole series of life that i see around including mine. <br />
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Frankly, i am not emotionally sensitive like my skin to the sharpest object but you know, when we are busy with life, out of nowhere sometimes, some feelings haunt us down, where it pluck the major string making it echo loudly in our temple, making even the feelings visible and put us to a situation when we can even feel the touch. You can assume, when you're alone in the darkest room and when your whole sense is triggered. That's when, when you can't deny to have never felt the current.<br />
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I am not sure of indications or the time of releasing chemicals inside body that make us feel so sensitive, but at least i am aware when our focus is right through every windows of life. Here, I am talking right from the same human sitting by the roadside street to the human on the throne, an animal on the path to those pets fed by human, and including all those parallel series of life equivalent or more to the example highlighted that make yours and my feeling flooded time and again.<br />
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See thousand of us, despite having the luxury of basic life we keep fighting for another thousand unattended stuffs. Do you? Yes i do and i am still on the same mode. See the basic patterns of life: birth, then attending to fulfill human facet, and then maybe studying or any work, then getting job,then earning,then making more money, then buying thousands of things and it keeps endlessly going further like the wheel on the straight steep slope, never thinking that the whole series is a circle: Started and it should end. <br />
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<i>The picture of us today is; a kite on kids hand.</i> we just want to fly high into sky crossing every level without a thought of the weather around and ultimate ground, this sometimes saddens me seeing myself on to this chair. <br />
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Do your mind question you? or never happens? <br />
It never happens to me regularly for number of things i picked up are just conditioned and it just keep rolling on functioning smoothly but suddenly when it does, the messages transmitted eat me out in one chew. He started questioning me; Why keep the change when numbers of humans on the street are fighting for penny to feed themselves? Why wastage when you brought to use? Why mobile phone when you've hundreds of life around to spend with? Why restaurants when you've plenty to eat in home? Why heart break when you risk to love? Why alcohol when its warn on the injuries to health? and why more and more of everything, when you've the ground to stand freely.<br />
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Many of us know and still we do, for our mind is a loitering feather in the sky and we are blinded with the unnecessary need of life that demands. Our desires today, kicks off high every time stretching limitless making ourselves one hungry monster, never satisfied with the ocean of thing we own. Its very simple, this days we humans carries a heart that beats so fast, that fall so deep and that start asking so blindly. Here is the very basic day to day life happenings:<br />
Smoking and drinking alcohol when its clearly warn on cancer and injury on health.<br />
Buying stuffs unnecessarily when you really don't need.<br />
Heart breaks and divorce in relations when you have fallen in love madly when you met on the first date.<br />
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I am scared our monsters are getting more fierce than lions in the jungle, for i get to see thousands of mess which you and i can adjust. To those who are smoking and drinking, question on why you do, despite the fact of label boldly written. To those who lavishly spend, question yourself what it would be if its given to those in need. To those separate ones, question on why you meet up to give a child and turn away, but this is no intentions to hurt or embarrass anyone, just thought if it could be a dose of medicine if in need. <br />
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Life got thousands hurdles, life got thousands of things that we wont be able to attend, life got thousand ahead of us, thousand behind us.<br />
Its not always about getting through hurdles, we may fail and we got to learn how to accept and move on.<br />
We won't be able to attend, and its not always about fighting to make it because sometimes it worthwhile to leave it.<br />
Its not a race to catch those thousand folks ahead of us for we are not in field to win or a race worrying, watching those thousand folks behind us to the reach our height, because everybody has its own way to live. <br />
Only, if we are the vessels that determines the capacity to hold the water or a sky to watch, our demonic ego would sleep on the ground. Life is a five second burning candle, burn well efficiently.<br />
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PS: Had a drought since the last visit to my blog but lucky i got some summer rainfall today unexpectedly :). <br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-67933889471436683812018-02-06T01:14:00.001-08:002018-02-06T01:14:43.912-08:00Keep Burning<br />
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To those dwarf grass beneath the canopy of huge tree, light will show some fine day.<br />
To those bitten and pained heart, smile will touch them one unexpected day.<br />
To those animals left unfed for listless days,they will find through a loaf of bread one good day.<br />
The sunshine, the rain marry rarely, so is the rainbow irregularities.<br />
Be the sun of hope that you never fade, neither shrink but glowing with packages of dreams and hope,<br />
For your day is yet to arrive.<br />
Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-44629600680756442232017-08-21T02:44:00.000-07:002017-08-21T02:44:11.498-07:00Faded nameAlong her dense and thin,<br />
Curve and bend,<br />
Fall and rise,<br />
I adjusted like dog, a real humble one.<br />
Admit! i was one dedicated ferocious soldier,<br />
lifting all load on shoulder,<br />
Fighting all battles,<br />
Despite crumbling weight,<br />
And yes, i married victory and won the pride.<br />
But now i am struggling fixing sins,<br />
Wrestling with pain,<br />
But all journey i drove by:<br />
I find myself low,<br />
Pride broken,<br />
Victory shrinking,<br />
And people ask me if i am doing fine?<br />
I tell, only if those victories i fought for, do worth for poor.Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-75737804043083978192017-08-21T02:25:00.000-07:002017-08-21T02:25:08.694-07:00Bad weather find sparks in youErosion uprooting,<br />
Hurricane blowing,<br />
Heat burning,<br />
Tremor shaking,<br />
The worst swim deep right through your core,<br />
Spreading everywhere.<br />
Severely despair at end,<br />
Energy less to grind.<br />
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Stories only to find;<br />
Your strength,<br />
Your dreams,<br />
Your journey<br />
To find the beast within you: <br />
Where it follows and stands every following day.<br />
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Her hand weaving hard and rough through her long messed hair,<br />
She beat her head hard.<br />
And everything near her was a ball.<br />
She was deafen, even the noisiest truck was silent to her.<br />
but all she could feel was rumbling thoughts running wild,<br />
Grief rooting inside all part.<br />
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Slowly she sat down heavily on the chair,<br />
Puffing like the chimney in the name of heavy breath,<br />
Catching a glass of drink with hope to fill up her void.<br />
But nothing did sooth.<br />
Instead, fear like emotions keep volcanic.<br />
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Fuck, holy mother of god,<br />
She broke a bottle with winning worries,<br />
and hand injured, she painted wall with red blood,<br />
where do i belong?<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-19065709968843472622017-02-12T20:30:00.000-08:002017-02-12T20:30:13.089-08:00Six days of life.Dew on the hanging leaf blade,<br />
Carpeted frost on the ground,<br />
and those ripples on the pond,<br />
Twitches the the pulse,<br />
Until it fades.<br />
And then you forgot the pleasure they gave,<br />
With its sink.<br />
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Do you ever realize more is never enough for us.<br />
The questions in our head are thunderous,<br />
But answers are limited,<br />
Resolutions are stagnant.<br />
And we keep searching with no definition,<br />
And then we're answer-less to oneself,<br />
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Why we making it hard?<br />
'Because we're never okay until we see something bold,'<br />
Why waste time on bad days?<br />
'Because we're weak, we can't live the shit out that consume us.<br />
At last we're huge jungle carnivore, always hungry and preying,<br />
NEVER SATISFIED.<br />
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Walk through the country road,<br />
Watch those tall standing tree; it's branches, leaves, barks.<br />
Watch those prayer flags flapping; the wooden flag pole, cloth piece.<br />
Watch those attire you and I wear; hats, shirts and shoes.<br />
And we find breathtakingly enriching, <br />
But sadly we never see, falling branches, falling leaves and useless bark of the tree,<br />
Even we don't see the torn prayer flag and weaken pole,<br />
Forget about the clothes we dress.<br />
Only we do when it beat us cold and empty.<br />
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That's why we abundantly forget the daylight,<br />
When darkness come roaring,<br />
And we richly become stranger to simplicity<br />
When issues grow complicating,<br />
Don't wave yourself like changing tide,<br />
Understand yourself and bark.<br />
The message is simple as you know;<br />
Don't search your happiness to hurt you and others,<br />
Understand, nothing last including yourself, so give yourself all, don't leave barren,<br />
And at last your happiness is yourself, so find within.<br />
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Life is long journey,but short as subliming dew you'll never see.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-68182449949467593512017-01-19T22:00:00.001-08:002017-01-19T22:00:23.404-08:00The brush with new air.like the shield of turtle,<br />
Baggy hook on all over the head,<br />
I walked across the city road side.<br />
The evening breeze was gently blowing,<br />
Teasingly kissing all over my naked skin.<br />
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Like those of flickering candle flames,<br />
Low evening sun rays shimmer through the dusted air<br />
And winged creature floating high in air,<br />
I watched them dancing and singing faintly in the rhythm of dying daylight.<br />
Nervously losing myself into the calmest brush of thoughts.<br />
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Ripples like on the ponds my blood pumped gently,<br />
With slowest beat comparatively to those of classical music,<br />
Like i could read all the beat in her cycle.<br />
All those injected drunk in my thought,<br />
And i was dancing in the beat of new rhythm.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-43024466484780627572016-11-12T02:39:00.000-08:002016-11-12T02:39:29.002-08:00On the wall<i>She was gently flawless;<br />
Pure as snow and sweet as honey.<br />
Her voices were music,<br />
And still remember that late winter when his heart got rape,<br />
With those unusual smile like full moon.<br />
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Early young day,he use to catch those rising dawn alarmless,<br />
And in half naked would spend hours listening to her early chirp. <br />
Freezing cold didnt even bother him much,<br />
And still picture how he use to be so powerfully affected,<br />
Even beyond the midnight.<br />
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I didnt realize his heart was on fire,<br />
Until silence creep in lately,<br />
And when he droop down like october leaves tenderly.<br />
Days by days, i would see him emptier.<br />
and his every voices tearful.<br />
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At last to those shimmering candle light,<br />
Just above the lying man on the bed<br />
On the wall,i found his scribbles written red;<br />
"An angel that once took to limitless sky haunt down like a hungry ghost, not even the mountains of soil could bury his carcass or ocean of water could drink his sorrows.<br />
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In the air, she flew as another wing.<br />
On the battle she guide like a north star.<br />
No matter how far, she is always within me full.<br />
The light that even burn in the torrential rain,<br />
And that never subside like the early frost on the leaf blade.<br />
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She is my lady, goddess and my mother,who is my daily novel of love and pride.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-19713607755343010322016-05-21T17:45:00.002-07:002016-05-21T17:45:37.578-07:00Back-breaking season.<br />
Unending heavy days frictionlessly kept moving.<br />
All in and around consumed.<br />
It has even climbed to the height of toxic exhaustion.<br />
Body has turned like leech drunk in blood; restless and unmovable.<br />
Even the slightest tap would do tragic puncture.<br />
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Night has rolled sleepless,<br />
Days were already seized before it even begin.<br />
And loudest pissed-off scream like magma starts bursting,<br />
With wrestles of million clouded feeling.<br />
The lump of swallowing saliva even looked like a solid rock.<br />
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Diseased day has long arrived and never left.<br />
It's been long consumed and roasted.<br />
And fighting has been unending,<br />
Yet light has never turn.Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-15721706030595919392016-05-12T05:34:00.002-07:002016-05-12T05:34:19.110-07:00SHE BE MY FOREVER DIAMOND.She was a little girl,<br />
Young, wild and crazy.<br />
Her smiles were the brightest of all colour,<br />
Her timid the cutest flush,<br />
Her voices, the favourite in my album,<br />
And her thoughts my principle,<br />
She was a masterpiece,<br />
When I met her on thirteen.<br />
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In slip of second I felt for her like autumn fall,<br />
And she became my precious diamond.<br />
My thoughts about her never stop like summer rainfall.<br />
And as i watched her each passing day,<br />
She blossomed like spring flower,<br />
By then I don't know how much I fall for her,<br />
But it was never ending like sunrise.<br />
Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-41902434484410095152016-05-10T06:13:00.001-07:002016-05-10T06:25:55.959-07:00Thank You All( last row of college days)Dear all,<br />
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The reality was harsh but experience was magically huge, more or less like the sea diver in the deepest sea. Along the journey of dense and thin, twist and turn, high and low it wholly assist me in preying my dreams to come true, discovering my true form and especially in prismatic learning of life and adventure.<br />
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I am drunk with myriad emotions, finger soaked with ink, sky enriched with charismatic energy, and my words won’t be able to fit all the immense thank and credit to the people who largely help me in many forms to overcome the weakness, to fight the difficult, to appreciate the simple and learning to be a good human in my four years of doing bachelors degree in India( Delhi). It is infinity and bulky to express how much I am thankful, still then letting heard seems better than holding and locking inside although it wouldn’t curve the need of my feeling that you all made it grew green and beautiful inside me.<br />
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Four years in Delhi in pursuit of my dreams has finally came true. The root of journey was quite a struggle with branches of battles, however finally seizing all this made me realize, life is basically the beads of battles that never ends until time reaches to the point when you get the whole insight of art of life. Time has flown crazily in the fractions of second, and I still feel the journey has just started, the newness of joy, chasm of love was all impregnated by beautiful souls around me. The journey has been marriages of unknown and known, expected and unexpected, clean and dirty, and hell consuming but the light at the far end of sight never made me stop and at last, seeing a risen sun of awaited queue of dusk and dawn make me feel sweetly in jumping joys. The success of joy never comes easy like in an hour or day, it takes whole of you, whole of time and when it blossom, it’s even more beautiful than the spring your eye fall in love with or a song that pluck your strings of heart.<br />
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Firstly let me thank my goddess and god( mom, dad, grandma, grandpa,my love and all relatives) who always inspire me in unending length in different aspects. I never know, how it be difficult to grow as parent less son. Even having you around, find me through complains and series of difficulty but you all made me feel the best that a parent could do to help in building a better person. It’s always beautiful and proud to be your son.<br />
Secondly, I thank all my teachers who carved in the most special way, who practically guided me like the north star for the boatmen and finally making me understand the significance in the road of learning and enlightening me with worldly wisdom.<br />
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And yeah big thanks to all of my friends around the globe who always inspire me, who gave me the unending energy and who stand by my side in hard time. It’s something beyond word’s which you all do to me in learning and becoming one better person who I am today.<br />
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The last week, the last days of college day has arrived like the winter freezing the whole world. I can’t believe time has move so fast in nanoseconds but it has and ultimately it quite sadden me when I look back to those young free days of alarming college days, however, life has moved and has to move on with each turn , that’s why I feel; ‘things which are too less are always glittering gold’ something precious, which in life make us realize at the end. I will cherish all the songs that I sung through dawn to dusk, thousand stories written, million pictures painting and infinite photographs clicked in the book of my heart In my college days throughout my life. It has been struggling yet sweet and memorable part of my life journey.<br />
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Thank you everyone for making my dream alive and come true. I pray for others who are still in the journey, especially my juniors to spend each day and night of your college day fruitfully and handsomely, those who graduated the best of luck in coming future and yeah my words are too less for the effort you all sowed in me in building what I am right now. Thank you all!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINOAw_87L7W2pfxWER4wCEAuIt9sk0saMEoekIANvytW0QDRnfVz9AkudFrExxkh0-FJ83OTGZbNnZKBhqNb-ygI2uTn9hAFe9TTbfx_ssYGlp3z5NSCMEdmD2c_9IhWK3doglBRxCspK/s1600/thank-you-540x358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINOAw_87L7W2pfxWER4wCEAuIt9sk0saMEoekIANvytW0QDRnfVz9AkudFrExxkh0-FJ83OTGZbNnZKBhqNb-ygI2uTn9hAFe9TTbfx_ssYGlp3z5NSCMEdmD2c_9IhWK3doglBRxCspK/s200/thank-you-540x358.jpg" /></a></div>Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-85850511955948520092016-05-06T06:08:00.002-07:002016-05-06T06:08:22.216-07:00COLD.Dazzling morning sunshine numb into dull orangish over the bar of hills,<br />
The noisily chirping birds soothes into cold silence,<br />
The brush of wind whistles at low and<br />
Roaming buffalo along acres of land settled.<br />
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Entire was catalyzed into low and cold.<br />
Only silence grew larger and deeper.<br />
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The strings of heart plucked tenderly,<br />
Solid melted into softer,<br />
Pounding like the paddling horse.<br />
Flashlight of infinite signals ran through the head,<br />
And his heart weep as it grey and freeze.Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-90826939040649601022016-05-06T05:00:00.000-07:002016-05-06T05:03:49.426-07:00Magic Of Love<i>An episode of magic,<br />
Flooded hugely:<br />
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The flashing twinkle through sky,<br />
Brushed along the river of body.<br />
And those shimmering waves polarized coat sweetly.<br />
The reflections of color,<br />
Impregnated charm in mountains,<br />
And brushing air swept valley harmoniously<br />
Heart was warmed,<br />
And harms all healed,<br />
Farm were bred breathtakingly,<br />
She was a brilliance of shade to pivotal joys.</i><br />
Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-50814202879957451122016-04-07T04:07:00.003-07:002016-04-07T04:07:36.391-07:00REAL MADRID SHOCK DEFEAT.Well again a bad day to me and rest those who supports Madrid.<br />
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I never do miss single match of Madrid whether they play an important game in a fixture or less. Basically, you can count me one as Madrid's fan. It was long time I started watching Madrid playing against number of teams. I was very young when I started loving a club and team play, and moreover it's like father son descending, because my dad is one pioneer who encourages me in infinite fields which one among all is football.I still remember how we watch Madrid's game like we are one playing in the field with all energy and enthusiasm. That's why its like my heart follows my king.<br />
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Al right, today if you've seen a match of Madrid against Wolfs-burg in Quarter-Final Champions league of First leg in wolfs-burg arena you would definitely know who played and enjoyed a good match and who suffered. Well, this is one bad game I watch Madrid playing. Yap, they did have a good possession of the balls comparatively but the display was pathetic. They suffered a shock defeat of 2-0.<br />
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Unlike the matches they played and name they carry, today was like unknown team playing against Wolfs-burg. Everybody understands the bad luck, the existence of all correlated factors which put in a good shape of everything and yeah, the weakness, bad lucks and mistakes at whole in the end gave Madrid a bad day to count in the list.<br />
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Number of factors put them to shock defeat and of all, what surprises was a poor control of the balls and no fight for the recovery. Among all, the defence also made several blunders which wolfs-burg thoroughly enjoyed in their own home ground. I am no match-statistics examiner, but yeah when you watch your favourite team playing, you find every bit of weakness. Today, wolfs-burg played much better, they were with like whole weapons to stop and they did the best they could with the strong teams. Definitely they deserved to win because of all the several weakness Madrid faced and every chances they fruitfully utilised.<br />
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Sometimes, no matter how much you're prepared still you fails, sometime's no matter how much you're confident you still beat, no matter how much you're strong still you fall down. that's when you accept the fact and that's why this is life, a life encompassed with series of unknown turns. <br />
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I felt disappointed, but yeah happy for the club who won against us, because they did won cleanly with a good game. Any ways, lets see what Madrid got for us in 13 of this coming week.<br />
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Hopefully they will surprise with joys.My love, support and My prayers!!!<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-57597826018658765252016-04-06T09:02:00.001-07:002016-04-06T09:02:35.084-07:00Smoke in Naked Sky.<br />
Coldest lip kissed the naked heart,<br />
Slowly biting fashionably.<br />
The reach to extremities, spread even to sky,<br />
With breath growing heavier and cloudier.<br />
The blood in veins stressed the walls.<br />
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The growing shimmer of light faded into dark,<br />
The cheerful noises ceases into dreadful silence, <br />
And the grip was heavier than the gravity.<br />
The lonely night of sequential battle consumed hugely,<br />
With the firing neurons thrusting the brain.<br />
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The tremor inside growled tremendously,<br />
And slowly body fall apart like the falling boulder,<br />
Muscles are heavily stressed and consumed.<br />
And journey travelled, slowly starts fossilizing,<br />
With 'nothingness'in the lens.<br />
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-Only when you experience the coldest of sorrows, the harsh of sufferings, the worst of battle, our brain starts to think that nothing in this world is purely permanent. like the beautiful spring flower that shrinks and die with rolling time, every single thing in this colossal universe undergoes through the series of life, where one point of time, life make us to go through the photographs of things that are buried as memories.<br />
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Have you ever tried looking back once or going through all this series of roads that you've travelled?<br />
To me, all the roads that I travelled, look more or less untravelled. The beautiful, The worst, The Sweetest, The bitter, everything that we came across in next coming years will slowly fade like the smoke in the open naked sky. It become history. <br />
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22 years back, I am a happy kid, tension free who knows nothing but easily cheered with life surprises. 10-15 years passed, along the road, I faced some of the struggles, worries emerged and I thought everything is done once you solve in meeting the success.( studying was my complete journey in fighting for the dream)<br />
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22 years now, It's like dream fulfilled. I can do whatever I want in my own hand and feet. I am growing adult, who knows how to think, how to work, and how to earn to live a life. But, what is interesting that usually came across in my mind is a flash of "impermanence" that the sum of experiences of harsh, worst, sorrows, happiness and all gave me. I see, those child memories sweet but less mattered has fossilized already and in fact, all will meet at certain point of time. Everything has a time, flowers that blooms in the spring, birds that migrates, snow and rains that fall, and so is our life and sometimes basically doing nothing other than just fighting for our own life to stand on our own feet like the rest of others makes me sick and the cold consume me throughout, because looking around everything ceases slowly and at last turn into nothingness.<br />
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"Do good, be Good and live a simple life that counts!"<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-2055842242768394652016-04-02T05:58:00.000-07:002016-04-02T05:58:52.296-07:00Storm SettleWithout any weight on your shoulders or either a fire in your head, or simply without doing anything, do you sometimes feel exhausted and completely restless?<br />
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Restless in meaning, when you don’t find any taste or charm in doing anything or else, equivalently when all of your body muscles feel the need of relaxation.<br />
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Exceptionally, each and everyone of us must have come across or experience such kind of situations like well fed leech after blood. Where, no matter how much you sleep, no matter how much you rest or no matter how much you tried to do something to erase all this restlessness, still you must have felt deprivation of light and energy.<br />
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Well, recently like the roaming buffalo in the field or soaring eagle in the sky, I was completely over nothing, except for attending classes although I have mountain of works to be done before a day slips. 15days, a half month passed just right in front of my eyes like the shrinking flower in the hot summer heat, and I found myself still engaged with restless bloods flowing through the veins and muscles stretched and tired.<br />
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Well questioning about my love and passion? Playing soccer and writing poem. I didn’t do anyone of this. if I did, maybe I did once but everything was so dry and rancid, charmless and nothing seems to elevate my chemical hormones that illuminates with energy.<br />
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With drowning night, I questioned myself of what I have been missing?or trying to find out where it has gone wrong or else like planning to do something next dawn break to get rid of restlessness and get over with the works that has piled up like hill. I tried waking up early in the morning, I tried doing several thing which would help me move, but things have been stagnant. And at the end of day, when no thing work out, I again wonder how much I have to do to get rid of all this things. Basically I felt like things are like rotting away and fossilizing.<br />
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Did you ever felt this way? Yeah I know you must have felt pathetically restless with sicken nerve but don’t worry, body made of flesh and blood, body made of heart that feel and mind that changes are subjective to so many things that come across the road. That’s why, I realized, sometimes its not wise to fight. You know, sometimes no matter how much we prepare still we fail terribly, no matter how much we plan still it turns terribly wrong, because sometimes some things are beyond what we can understand until we leave it on its own way and wait for a good day.<br />
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At the end of the day, what is so important is learning to move on through whatever we come across, because are meant to deal with all this life swings and maybe you’re still wondering how? but yeah I wrote this article on my bed, body restless and at end I felt the light that illuminates me finally. I knew, light shine much brighter after deep dark. The answer to the question is , answer is always near and right in front of what we are searching, so don’t over think and consume unnecessarily. Life is marriages of so many battles and joys.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-8402650478030367752016-03-17T05:40:00.003-07:002016-03-17T05:40:57.174-07:00An Open Letter To Mind.Dear mind,<br />
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Well, I am aware of limitless length you can travel tirelessly, an unlimited height you can fly and ocean of volume you can drink with the numerous external stimuli that trigger you each single second.<br />
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As your body find a place on old chair in cool air conditioned room, embracing the deepest silence inhaling peacefully, I understood how suddenly you wish to be like a cup of formless water that sits in front of you when your window photographed for you.<br />
It’s interesting here too, when few days back when your body was laid down on a naked ground facing perpendicularly to the sky and when you suddenly wish to be like those of spring birds dancing musically in an open sky.<br />
Here is serious question? Like you can travel, fly and capture, I wonder if you’re able to reach below, under you and see whats going.<br />
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A mother of your body(heart) tirelessly do the job with the listless wishes you made. And I appreciate how much he can drink, stand up all the battles he face to get to where he want. But sometimes, no matter how much he try he is helpless, no matter how much he is sure he is clueless, no matter how much he has plan he is nowhere , things fail terribly unexpectedly and nobody understand. I feel terrible looking at the drunken heart unable to fulfill your innumerable list of what you wish.<br />
At the end of day, looking at the heavy heart, burning lungs when they set slowly with sun and when nothing work out despite unending energy I feel terribly shaken like earthquake tremor.<br />
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Brain, you think bulk like mountains, feed heart with infinite desires and when things get stagnant, it consume whole of the everything. I realized, doing one thing successfully is more than wishing of so many thing’s and nothing made. <br />
Next time, its totally fine even if you start thinking beyond imaginations, beyond the fences and horizon of limit like you always do but don’t wish for what is impossible.<br />
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An old mother sinks day by day with infinite unfulfilled wishes like the fading smokes in the open naked sky.<br />
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Your sincerely,<br />
heart.<br />
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"You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus."<br />
Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-87631256357134650072016-03-13T11:24:00.002-07:002016-03-13T11:24:37.355-07:00Spring.Deep bluish azure sky above,<br />
Scented breeze of mother nature,<br />
Whistling music of winged creature,<br />
And blossoming varied color of flower,<br />
Has begun to paint and shower.<br />
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Astounding marriages of beauties has stolen infinite,<br />
Even the angriest tide is at ease,<br />
And thousand another intoxicated<br />
Robbing all mourns.<br />
And young sunshine has rose and started to shower.<br />
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The thousand feet happily dances in joy,<br />
And strings of heart plucked unconditionally,<br />
The season of beauty has finally arrived.<br />
And Harmonious joy has overflowed beyond the boundaries.<br />
The spring is in the air.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-83493149007813502162016-03-04T03:06:00.004-08:002016-03-04T03:06:47.184-08:00 Final DaysLately, with time approaching and drawing closer for even my last semester for the final years of my final days in college, half of my part starts getting sick and lonelier and I guess I already miss innumerable list of crazy things that I did together with my friends.<br />
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I am not sure if everybody feels the same, but I am drunk along the memory lane and my heart weeps pathetically missing all the sweet days. <br />
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It was one cold evening at around 5 pm, when I returned to my room from faculty. I was quite exhausted and with cup sip of water, I was on bed with a booklet which I write random stuffs starting from my class notes and all of sudden, with growing silence, tired body, empty room, my heart started to perceive the sad note sending huge transmissions to ceiling of my temple and I felt kind of empty, lonely and incomplete. The word of poem below represents my map of feeling inside.<br />
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<i>Days run shorter,<br />
Night empty and lonelier,<br />
The road become tougher,<br />
And shoulder slowly heavier.<br />
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Silence grew louder,<br />
Room gets emptier,<br />
The air become thinner,<br />
And breathe slowly shorter.<br />
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Thing’s now get older,<br />
And drunken heart sank in blue with old memories.</i><br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-44850741964219263732016-03-02T00:50:00.000-08:002016-03-02T01:00:26.903-08:00Morning Alarm.His lazy hand rub his sticking eyelids and get over mobile to slide over several times to mute the disturbing morning alarm.<br />
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Earlier, this morning twenty minutes to nine after I got freshen up, dressed and collecting my notes for the days work, I made my way to my friends room to cook something to eat for the breakfast.There, he was like a piece of dead log, sweetly enjoying his sleep when I step into his room. <br />
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With ten minutes I got in my hand I rush as fast as cheetah for preparing breakfast and fortunately there was some packets of five instant cooking noodles saved which happily gave me plenty time from the limited. As soon as I begin making breakfast his alarm buzzed at the loudest pitch waking him. His lazy hand rub his sticking eyelid and later stretched to get over mobile and slide over to mute the alarm and there he cover the blanket head to toe gathering warmth and continued sleeping.<br />
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2 Minutes later, again his alarm buzzed as earlier and repeatedly he did the same getting over mobile and muting off. I was just laughing to myself catching a note on my hand with thoughts of my actions too, 'of repeated battle of alarm in lazy morning'.<br />
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5 minutes passed, I did my job well done cooking noodles as fast I expected and simultaneously my friend was busy sleeping and battling with alarm for the third time. It was naughty as nitrous oxide making me laugh. <br />
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I questioned him, If he was going to class following each alarm, but his sleep looked to me like it has even reach to every muscles and nerve sweetly; so much engrossed that even earthquake won't reach him. :)<br />
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By then, it was almost 9 am when I have my last spoon of noodles and finally when my friend successfully woke up after 4-5 ringing alarms. <br />
following a minute later, I headed to my faculty wishing him a "good day" and playing with him saying 'you did a great job, and yeah alarm won a war against your sleep.' :)<br />
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P.S: Sangay, it was a good day to begin with laugh and so much fun watching you battle repeatedly with alarms. :) <br />
(Who never did came across this battle? <br />
I think, everyone of us must have been through this situation and sometime's it's crazy right? fighting over the alarm that we set ourselves. Actually I think our mind is the trade of everything.<br />
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Today, unpredictable worst flooded,<br />
Even the air I inhale is suffocating,<br />
And the beauty I always see is blurred.<br />
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The joy has been corrupted,<br />
And the colors faded.<br />
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Eerie silence has begun their music of loudest anthem,<br />
And even those nosiest cricket are deaden with those rhythm.<br />
The silence, every minute is deepened,<br />
And cold has sharpened.<br />
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All I could feel is pumping heart beat <br />
And the wrestling thoughts.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-39774106851439561672016-02-28T00:42:00.001-08:002016-02-28T00:49:46.265-08:00Only If I've Wings.<i>I am tired of living within the fences of limits,<br />
And yet suffocated in-out in this sophisticated place.<br />
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I wonder how it’s like to have wings to fly.<br />
I wonder how it’s like to have voice to roar.<br />
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Or is it a time that transform everything slowly?<br />
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Sometimes how I wish to photograph the lonely and naked night,<br />
The only most part when you swim in the ocean of freedom.<br />
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Haven’t you wonder how it’s like to be a bird in a naked sky?<br />
Or a free flowing stream down through the valley?<br />
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I share those open naked sky,<br />
I share those open naked valley,<br />
With those winged and formless.<br />
But still I feel clothed. </i><br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-56182001057238010442016-02-21T07:35:00.000-08:002016-02-21T07:35:03.211-08:00Season of life.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Young as early spring,<br />
Born sweet and beautiful,<br />
Thoughts pure and clean,<br />
Such a neat birth.<br />
Extraordinarily amazing he breath a life.<br />
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Challenges as new puzzles,<br />
Life gave him the game.<br />
His thoughts rumbled.<br />
Such a breathless he felt,<br />
A poisonous venom like struggle he face.<br />
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And through the gates of long road,<br />
As he passes by;<br />
Days were getting older,<br />
Shoulder heavier.<br />
and tides scarier,<br />
Vast as ocean he feel the battle with all breath in mouth.<br />
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Until when he meets a free flying bird in the open sky,<br />
His heavy head got freed.<br />
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Tnotebookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15856259565674605409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7483968109364969886.post-85894866183641891702016-02-15T04:55:00.000-08:002016-02-15T05:00:18.972-08:00She found me.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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She is new as the morning sunlight,</div>
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Green as the spring leaves,</div>
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Gentle as the evening breeze.</div>
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She put me on the float like dandelion in air.</div>
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Her whole flips thousand pages in my brain.</div>
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An enormous newness I feel in my heart,</div>
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Ripples in my blood sweet and magnetized.</div>
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Nature that steal infinite sight,</div>
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She stole all of me.</div>
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