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Know Why The Caged Bird Sings!

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A lot of Questions!

And I try walking backwards.

Fresh smile at the table,
Dressed for work,
Knots at the right place,
And you feel I slept sound.

And I try walking backwards.

No frown on my lips,
Greetings with a warm face,
Words sweet and tender,
And you feel I held up.

And I try walking backwards.

No tears from my eyes,
Nor twitching of the lashes,
Nor moistness at the corners,
And you feel I have not cried.

And I try walking backwards.

For you have not seen my wet eyes,
Nor faltering lips or spasmodic nights,
Caged am I still! You now know!
Know why the caged bird sings.

Written by Abhishek

September 1, 2011 at 1:36 PM

Ashes!

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Like yesterday!

Like yesterday too!

By the misty pane, over the candle flick,
The moon, shy, glides into the clouds thick,
Red  eyes bore down on the parchment wet,
Dried  and  cringed  from tears and  sweat.

Toppled,  the  pot  of  ink  on  the  table  lay
Have had silently bowed to the winds’ say,
The quilt scribbling away words unspoken
Wishing to mend the strings broken.

Pages after pages the quilt bleeds,
As unto  sweet  longings  it recedes
Carving delicate reminiscence faint
Of chained reveries, a tad restraint.

The wobbling flame, signals the end
But, more! More has to be penned.
Signed reluctantly, sealed with a kiss
With the pledge of a tomorrow, bliss!

And like epistles written every night,
Held  tonight’s  too  to  the  flare  bright
Crumbling, vanished into the smoke, lorn,
Dreams wrecked like a baby stillborn.

To collect, unto the urn, ashes, dry,
Bottling nights and memories wry
For one day, will set the urn free
On its way to you, across the sea.

Have you ever had lots to tell,
Writhing to break loose the spell?
Have you kept the nights awake,
Of hearts, desire and longings ache?

Written by Abhishek

August 19, 2011 at 4:00 AM

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Faith Sells! – (Blog-a-ton 6)

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This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 6; the sixth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

The current post can be said to be a continuation of an earlier post of mine, namely, “Questions?” where I debated the existence of God, and the relationship between Mortals and God ( I prefer to keep both ‘M’ and ‘G’ in capital letters) pondering over why ‘God’ has ever come into existence.This post would revolve around some ‘faith’  facts that I had noticed over the years, and how ‘fear’ is being en-cashed to milk the common people out of their daily meager savings.

‘God’ has always been my favorite topic, and I have always tried to analyze what ‘God’ is and what it symbolizes. Though not many would agree with me, I would still like to believe that God is nothing but fear personified. How often have you heard the words “God is angry with me”? I have heard them quite a bit, and from there have sprung my questions Read the rest of this entry »

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January 9, 2010 at 12:14 PM

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Far from the madding crowd…

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After some 16 years, we made a short trip away from the daily chores of  our household. A short trip indeed – 3 days only – but no doubt one of the most soothing and charming journeys ever. It was quite a trip with no proper planning at all – not knowing how to go where we should be heading next.
We started off from Kolkata on the 31st morning for Maithon – one of the most beautiful and calming place I had ever seen. Maithon, located on the banks of river Barakar, is the home of one of the most successful projects of India and  the Damodar Valley Corporation’s first successful one. The chilling cold splash of waves against the rocks, the shivery pinching of the cold winds against our faces and the beautiful scenery – it all made for a perfect way Read the rest of this entry »

Written by Abhishek

January 3, 2010 at 9:04 PM

My new Ipod

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Rain in the soul

Rain in the soul

I got my new Ipod today. Its revolutionary, its radical, and the most important of all -its different. Yes, it’s different from Apple’s. It’s my new spiritual undertaking. It’s “Inner Peace amongst Outer Dynamism”.

When the world is at a turmoil, everything is in a state of incessant brownian movement, Ipod comes to my rescue. It’s my way of enjoying sanity amongst global madness. The run for time, the run for money and the run for materials cravings–  all becomes secondary. It’s time for listening to inner thoughts, the inner voice needs an ear. The limping soul needs someone to lean on.  Listen!! Listen !! Can you hear it cry! Can you hear it begging for someone to lend it a sympathetic hearing!

At last the time has come. I go down into recluse, musing over all that has happenened. People I have offended, those that have offended me, from the very small to the most happening events. It’s time to reflect. Like standing at the edge of a pond during sunset. The purity of the glowing colours together with the shimmering reflection of the soul in the muddy waters strikes the chord of unshaken belief in your heart which says “I’m still here.”

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The Faith Returns

“I’m still here.” I repeat it to myself. Once more. A subtle sense of support stirs me up. I am not alone. I am not in the dark. I am still living with my soul. And as I fall back on my bed and slowly fall into the eternal trance, I couldn’t but keep humming these words from Enigma’s ‘Return To Innocence’ :

That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Love – Devotion
Feeling – Emotion
Love – Devotion
Feeling – Emotion
Don’t be afraid to be weak
Don’t be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny

The awakening

The Awakening

Don’t care what people say
Just follow your own way
Don’t give up and use the chance
To return to innocence

That’s not the beginning of the end
That’s the return to yourself
The return to innocence
Don’t care what people say
Follow just your own way Follow just your own way
Don’t give up, don’t give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself don’t hide
Just believe in destiny.

— Its my return to Innocence.

Written by Abhishek

August 22, 2009 at 1:21 PM

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