This I meant to upload sometime back! On Christmas, when the fete was on inside my apartment complex, we saw a curious site of a mule ‘dressed’ as reindeer! Both my dad and I are extremely fond of donkeys and mules. Some of the most deserving animals. Of mostly gentle nature. Children were playing with [...]
Posted on January 22nd, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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Just saw Kisna. My head hurts slightly. A Pahari who speaks slightly American English when provoked. A dancer fiance who breaks into a rope sequence when provoked. A Raja (of ambiguous origin and orientation) who has the libido of a teenage elephant. The only character that seemed a tad realistic was that of Katherine. But [...]
Posted on January 21st, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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My crazy collection of earrings. Dragged them out on a piece of paper. All happily sitting dazed together. Something about them makes me really happy. :-)
Posted on January 21st, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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Secret cloud messengers hover between two different lands. The shapes of celestial bodies weeping through the telescope. Bloated verse, on your salt, and water. Your skin turns an Indian blue with ink being drunk by heady fat poems. How often do you write about my skin, my toes, your walls, and how often about this [...]
Posted on January 19th, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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All your baby poems the ones with five lines and no punctuation marks are standing in the cold. Do you think they are lonely.
Posted on January 19th, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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Sometimes in the middle of a sentence, I seem to change a stand. Not so, not so. Only because I feel free to think in front of you, I do and My words follow the same stream of sudden flashes of inspiration and words That finally help me define. I don’t know all the answers [...]
Posted on January 18th, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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Of all gentle creatures the ones that sleep and curl themselves to touch their own toes Are the gentlest.
Posted on January 18th, 2005 by Neha Viswanathan
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