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Queer Azaadi March Mela 2011

2011-01-20T23:12:00.000-08:00

Love's many mysteries

2011-01-08T15:33:00.000-08:00

Yes, I know I am writing after forever and I confess I have all the intentions to be more regular here but sigh ! facebook is eating into my creative self expression big time. So i reserve this space for something more exclusive and particular like the post that's about to follow Have you ever had one of those moments of epiphany when you see much more into something others just cannot? I have

Shikwaa - The regret

2011-01-03T06:39:00.000-08:00

के अश्क भर ही आते तो आँखों को क्या गिला था? एक नमी की परत के इलावा सपनों के नाम पे यहाँ बचा ही क्या है? के इश्क चढ़ ही जाता तो रातों को क्या गिला था? एक कमी की शर्त के इलावा अपनों के नाम पे यहाँ बचा ही क्या है? क़दम मेरे भी वक़्त के साथ जुड़े हैं, बेडी है या बंधन? कटती ही नहीं सुइयां चलती, दौड़ती हैं और खिचते गिरते मेरे दिन भी चले जाते हैं गिरफ्त है कोई अनदेखी जो अपने दायरे में मुझे बार हां

IT'S GOOD by Phillip Long

2010-07-27T05:16:00.001-07:00

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What is Happiness?

2010-07-13T14:39:00.000-07:00

What is the purpose of life? It is to become happy. Whatever country or society people live in, they all have the same deep desire: to become happy.Yet, there are few ideals as difficult to grasp as that of happiness. In our daily life we constantly experience happiness and unhappiness, but we are still quite ignorant as to what happiness really is. A young friend of mine once spent a long

Gay Romance Montage #1

2010-06-11T15:25:00.000-07:00

The Gay Alphabet (HD)

2010-06-11T15:18:00.000-07:00

Gay Education: I want an indian version soon please

2010-06-11T15:15:00.000-07:00

low life's love

2010-06-03T14:47:00.000-07:00

I do not like my state of mind I'm bitter, querulous, unkind. I hate my legs, I hate my hands, I do not yearn for lovelier lands. I dread the dawn's recurrent light; I hate to go to bed at night. I snoot at simple, earnest folk. I cannot take the gentlest joke. I find no peace in paint or type. My world is but a lot of tripe. I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted. For what I think, I'd be arrested.

The game is set

2010-05-02T17:11:00.000-07:00

Its one of those times, when puzzled by questions that attack me from within every second, I get up to seek answers. The catalyst this time was a conversation with a dear one, a song and sheer overwhelming realisation of the fact that I am turning 30 sooner than I imagined. Mixed feelings of these incoherent facts and on goings of my random life bring me back to faith again like many times. As a

khwahish

2010-03-21T14:20:00.000-07:00

ke hothon se lagke dhuaan hum bhi ho jaayein teri tishnagi se ek din yun sulag jaayein rahe bas raakh baaki har baar teri chhuan ke baad zindagi yunhi teri talab ban hum bitaayein

My name is change

2010-03-02T03:04:00.000-08:00

You can call this a review of My Name is Khan for a lack of any better term but it remains my creative self expression (CSE). This term defines the movie My name is Khan for me. It is creative self expression of a filmmaker who is growing beautifully into someone who thinks, loves and understands Cinema and its dynamics - Karan Johar. It is CSE of an actor who is making choices now that form and

Time stands still - my first haiku

2010-01-10T15:44:00.000-08:00

I am in a moment that stays frozen There's no motion, no action only lack of it, fills the horizon It peers at me and look back at it in awe as if trying to acquaint with each other

dahshat aur ibaadat - my dedication as a witness to 26/11

2010-01-10T15:37:00.001-08:00

Jisse kar chukka tha main dafnKyun wo phir se zinda ho chalaHo gayi thi jis dard ki saansein khatmKyun laut aaya hai phir woh gilaHai shikan peshaani pe daag ki tarah ab jadi siYeh aah hai shayad meri rooh ki jo arsse se thi gadi siKoi cheelta ho jaise zakhmon ki parateinYaad karne pe us qahar ka ahsaas yun bhi hota haiKahin dah gaya qaba jaise ruk gayi ibadateinBaad marne ke kya zahar ka ahsas

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear- how do you measure a year?

2010-01-10T15:25:00.000-08:00

This is the song that my soul sings today at crossroads of old and new. I am still the same old and new alike but life is changing. It is not just a digit that changes every year, it is more. I look back at last year, its days and nights. The people that 2009 brought into my life and the ones it took away. I am numb right now, cos i cannot unleash it all, i am scared of the aftermath of emotional

wtf! Ajab prem is fab

2009-11-11T19:30:00.000-08:00

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Ode to the Nice Guys

2009-11-07T07:50:00.000-08:00

This rant was written for the Wharton Undergraduate JournalThis is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who

Pain

2009-10-05T14:26:00.000-07:00

We all talk of it and have experienced it in some way or the other. The four letter P word figures very easily in our vocabulary till realisation strikes some times of pain greater than your own. I saw it recently on face of a friend I had to lie to after years of companionship. It was not his pain or mine. It just was one flame that engulfed our cores, stirred us to great depths, disconnected us

Main hoon...

2009-10-04T15:57:00.000-07:00

hoon khada ek baar phir us daayre meinjahaan reh gaya sirf gunahgaar hi baaqina khud se aashna, na khuda se hi waqifsirf ek mera aks hai jo barsa raha haikuch aise faisle, kai aise hisaab jo shariat ke pare hainpar mujhe qubool hai yeh anjaam ke kuch fitrat hi aisi haikuch aise hi kudrat ne gada hai apne is bande ko

26/11-Truth Behind Mumbai Terrorist Attacks Dispatches - Terror In Mumbai

2009-09-13T12:52:00.000-07:00

Too quick Too murugan I say!

2009-09-03T00:46:00.000-07:00

Imagine Tamil Nadu instead of Texas. Imagine a Cow boy who is vegetarian and protects cows. Imagine a local goon who is tamil rowdy with afro wig. Imagine bullet fight that brings thrills of Rajnikant gun fights to this set up.Thats where we begin the joyride of Quick Gun Murugan and further on it goes whackier, crazier, insane but intelligent and entertaining all through out. Quick Gun Murugan

100 Awesome Social Sites for Bookworms

2009-08-30T16:23:00.001-07:00

That old stereotype of the quiet bookworm sitting in the corner reading a book while the world passes by is so passe these days. While there is no doubt those who love books can often be found reading, they are also eager to meet others who share their passion for literature. It’s easier than ever to do so with the popularity of online social networks. The following social sites offer plenty of

Love for a Metro Sapien : Love aaj kal

2009-07-31T13:34:00.000-07:00

No drama, no frills, no nervous breakdowns on soulmate's marriage or break up and moving to other city, No hamming I love yous being thrown across the screen to show how two people and their lives are connected by a simple yet incredible emotion called Love. For a friday bollywood release produced by a filmstar and directed by someone who had just hit big time with his previous movie, Love aaj

Resolve

2009-07-31T00:38:00.001-07:00

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mohabbat aur main

2009-07-08T03:26:00.000-07:00

Tha shayad junoon ya khel koi, sab samajhe ke pyaar tha Khayalon mein sawaal liye chalta raha dil mera beqaraar tha Har aahat uski sunke dhadak jaaya karta, jaane chahat pe kyun na iqtiyaar tha Kuch lamhein khamosh se, kuch hansi se goonjte hue, har kadam pe uska intezaar tha mila jo woh toh shartein apni chod gaya, mera naseeb uska karobaar tha karta raha main bekhud hi uski marzee, apni khushi