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I stood in the doorway yet another evening and every footstep I heard told me that it may be you. I burnt yet another candle yet another evening, and I waited till it burnt out because it reassured my doubt, that you will come back just as suddenly as you had left. I looked into the horizon and watched the sun go down the moon watched me .. like a hopeless soul who wouldn't stop waiting for someone who'd never return The howling wind blew the candle off and chided me for being so juvenile I refused to listen just the way I didn't when everyone said , you'd never return I looked them in the eye and said , he would one day. I don't have memories of my first toy, I don't have memories of sharing my joy, I didn't find you when I stumbled in life, you were still missing when I had my worst strife. when I look back at the footprints I left in time they only remind me how you were never there when you should have been right here. you left me standing alone as I sta...

I have often thought of the kalighat temple in Kolkata. It is one of the biggest religious sites in India and also one of the biggest red light areas in Kolkata... the tabooed and the sacro sanct co - exist without the raise of an eyebrow. Why I mentioned this in the context of the book is because it deals with the rather obvious topic of how the good and bad can co - exist, all at the same time...and there is nothing good or bad about it. Its about how life changes for the inhabitants of Viscos(a small town), when a stranger comes to the city, and incites the villagers to commit a murder and promises to give 12 gold bars to all the residents as a reward to the "devil" in them, to establish that fact that it's always the devil who wins, in the battle of the angels and the demons, all this simply because he was undeservedly left as the only survivor when his daughter was killed by a group of terrorists. Ms. Prym - a young lady who works at a shoddy bar,emerges as the main ...

Her laughter was ringing in the air, the eyes told a happy story, if you asked her how she felt she smiled and said "couldn't have been better," but the pain inside her knew better the cigarette's , the wines, the perfumes .. the richness all around.. couldn't fill up the hollowness inside her, she ached in her heart and she tried to reach out, and she knew how alone she was, she looked back and she looked around, and her eyes searched for someone she knew despite the crowd that knew her "so well".. she wanted to go home, but had no one to go back to, she wanted to walk through the woods, but had no one to walk with.. she could be your lover, she could be your slave she could be your dream, she could be your friend, she could be all of this and more because she still wanted to know who she really was.. when she'd count the stars at night, and let the loneliness engulf her she'd know that nothing she had was hers.. and the happy life wasn't ha...

There's nothing good and there's nothing bad .. its just what we do and what we don't.. There's nothing that's evil or Sacred.. I murder and I rob.. they say I'm evil , my gang idolises me.. I wander aimlessly ..they say I have no direction in life, my soul loves the peace I am enveloped in, You cry and I watch.. you say I am cold and indifferent, my reflection tells me I'm saving myself from from crying, because of you tomorrow.. I wish to be loved and known by all, I wish doors to be opened when I walk in, I wish to walk the red carpet of a wonderful life [is it?] .. you say I'm a slave to greed and power, the admires say I give them a dream to live up to, I say I hate you - you say say it's because you hate yourself and I say ... Its because You make me hate ME! Life lures us with everything that we don't have.. its strange how we term those to have them as evil, and when we have them we become sacred.. Just a fleeting thought..

You take me to my highest highs, You take me to my lowest lows, You tell me that you'd wait for me, but I still stand alone. I try not to give up.. I try not to love.. But, to believe and to love.. is all that I have.. It turns out that I am the evil one.. For everything I've said and done.. But how would I know.. that you just weren't worth the truth.. Now I cant find the world, I thought we were in.. I don't even see you waiting any more.. and again.. I stand alone.. Though once I listened and once I cared.. Now no one listens and no one cares.. I try not to give up I try not to love.. but to believe and to love.. Is all that I have..

A: So what are we doing tonight?? B: Why dont you guys come over.. my folks are not at home we can chill.. A: That sounds exciting .. do we want me to get something?? B: Nah.. I have the CD's... absolutely new stuff.. A: wow!! see you then.. Lets look at this a little deeply here.. We have become so shallow, that we derive pleasure out of mere display of bare skin??.. so much so .. that even a hint of de-colletage ticks our brain (Male and female alike.. these days you just dont know).... our idea of "FUN" has come to be limited to Pornography.. So guys (and gals) ... we do all of this under the cloak of "everyone does it.. big deal!!"... most often we pass it on as benign pleasure..Do we ever pause to think that probably the women we are seeing there, don't even know that they are being viewed as objects of perversion, at other times they don't mind being viewed as objects of perversion because (probably) they don't have a choice .. The point that I...