tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85927886891796122222024-08-28T06:28:08.973-07:00buzzkillGingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-773111066721652482011-05-08T05:22:00.000-07:002011-05-08T05:31:24.462-07:00

This blog started out because there was one topic i really wanted to write about. When that was done, i really had nothing to write about(or so i thought).So, with no material, all i posted was some of the poems i'd penned down.And when that source dried up, this blog's been stagnant, to say the least....Yesterday, a friend tells me to get my act together and start posting.So here i am,

Gingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-73046019998401307082008-12-05T19:05:00.000-08:002008-12-05T19:12:52.830-08:00

For everytime we die,we blind our eyes.Fool oursleves to oblivion;try as we mightwe still belong to others,to others struck by grief,to others saddened by anger,to others, all our life.An opening couldn't take usbut the close shall.As goblins dance in our midstfilled with hope and despair, wegive upon life, as weare doomed.Doomed, till another day, in another worldwe have a saviour, a harbinger,

Gingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-18738951211760244752008-09-17T04:26:00.000-07:002008-09-17T04:37:01.858-07:00

huh. new place. new house. new streets. new school. damn, ive shifted again. This time to bangalore. My first thought about this place was that it sucks. with an S. After Delhi, the people look backward, i feel they think backward. But, im resigned to my fate. Something good may come outta this.So, ive completed 10 days here. This place ain't that bad after all. And im not as much as angst ridden

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We are the byproducts of a war,the war...of a mankind consumed in itself.We are what they're wanting us to be,to be...a new age of dangerous breeds.Rock the worldfrom the tree tops,kill yourselfwhile trying to draw,a pail of intellect, dangerous.Kill our world is what it wants.Thinking on its own accord,dying of disregard.We don't need an apparatus,controlling minds, controlling our words.Rock

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This is not one of your usual looong blog posts. Its just a passing thought.I recently was on a road trip and I remembered sumthing I had always seen. The back of trucks [and their graffiti]. I wonder what makes them paint so many phrases. In any case they're quite informative, like- Awaaz Do [the avg driver needs no reminding though], but then there are useful ones like-'Use dipper'[even though

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~Believe me, the inspiration for this 'pome' was stemmed from the english literature book. 'War ?' is also a SYSTEM song, but it seemed apt here~As you wake up to blaring horns,In your tent at early morn’;You feel the gut in your stomach.You set your locks, and spread the word,Its time for battle, for War is here.Chariots ready, Swords drawn;Spears taken, Armors worn;Looking for peace to fail,

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All right. This is a post i had never thought cud be published on my blog, but here it is. A lot of you wudve your own opinions on it, so just comment !Like we are taught in every single class that men and women are equal. So, there shud be equal job opportunities, equality everywhere. So, the question im goin to answer here is :ARE MEN AND WOMEN REALLY EQUAL ?1. Im certainly not against women

Gingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-12700545693100254122008-01-14T23:20:00.000-08:002008-01-16T01:11:14.724-08:00

Because of the controversial subjects on which the post had been written, the post has been deleted.

Gingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-72077978692176648902007-12-08T02:03:00.000-08:002007-12-25T04:12:12.512-08:00

Here, in India, most of us are quite happy with the new 2mbps internet connection now available (though, it hardly ever gives the 2mbps speed).Now, in America, the average download speed there is 1.97mbps.Great, huh?It ought to be, for us Indians, for the average download speed being 200 kbps.But it’s not the Americans who get the last laugh. In Japan the average download speed touches 61 mbps,

Gingerkidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16281507148889843527noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8592788689179612222.post-73866657062896487472007-12-03T02:41:00.000-08:002007-12-06T07:02:38.624-08:00

okay.Constant readers of this blog, are requested to kindly bear with me on the fact that i can't find appropriate titles for my blog posts.While the variable readers might find this fact a litle to their annoyance that I can't seem to title my posts in an orderly way. Those who think this, if I may assure you, this is certainly not the case. And kindly do not judge me[or my intelligence] from

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okay...first i cudnt find a name for the title, so i chose that. Now the reason why i wanted to write this entry is nothing actually, just wanted to write. period.Okay. Now time for shreekant's thought of the day[yu cud rephrase it for ur frnds as--- "your name goes here" philosophy on life]. I dont give a shit if yu copy my material, just be polite enough to add a comment including a thank

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Deep down in meI find you basking in the glory of everythingMemories, I kept locked awayFrom the eyes starin’ down at me…You’ll reveal yourself one dayBut until thenKeep yourself under lock and keyFrom everyday things, though you might needA bit of adviceTo just stand and fight!You mock me like thatYou stare on me like thatI want you to know I’m tired of you,Sick of the games you want me to,Play,

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Caught in the maze nowoutta control nowthinkin of fooling your own self.Inside the race nowyour heart is too cold nowthinking of backstabbing your own self.You,said you were more than me...But you,fall through your own beliefs.You,revealing yourself day by day...But you,laid open your thoughts before me.Upping the heat nowburning your fuel nowthinking of ditching your own self.Laying back

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