Friday, November 5, 2010

Tainted ~~~~

Sitara told herself, "And one day, you will continue being the poem, painting, and music of my life." Such was she for the man in her life and such was his nimble love for her. And such was their art that now precipitates from the mêlée of the hard world.

There will be time ~~
there will be time.


I know there's not been anything much to my writing of late apart from its theatrics. It's just a limbic phase. Just.


  1. this post somehow reminded me of Jhumpa Lahiri's 'The Interpreter of Maladies'...

    I think it's your writing that did it! :)

  2. '....much to my writing of late apart from its theatrics'

    my favourite line in this post :)

  3. >>>Babuji: Thankyou!! It's a very big compliment for a really humble, almost mediocre post:-s. But i'm glad it rung :)

    >>>Reynammas: hehe :) Thet only i'm capable of these days. cha!