Tag: poetry
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[18] Diversity in Thought
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I arrived at the gate of my new prison (read: college) and scoured the area for familiar faces (read: friendly faces). All I saw was an accumulation unto my conservative outlook of the world. People smoking, hurling abuses, holding hands and what not. It was the opposite of what I was taught to be. The…
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[17] Thoughts on “Arrival”
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A spoiler-free general review of Denis Villeneuve’s “Arrival” A slow start marked a heart-wrenching ride of the year. I checked the time elapsed and it was 25 minutes, feeling that the director could have cut the scenes faster or remove certain parts. Boy, I was wrong. What he was doing was giving us viewers a slow poison…
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[16] The Incoherence of Thought
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She writes an epic to me venting her ordeals Against me I stay shut, unaware of my own blankness She says words, words that surround me Like a legion I explode into a flurry of shakes aware of my own madness She wants me to be naked In front of a mirror I hide my…
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[15] Everyone is scared
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There is a guy in my classroom; tall, well built and when he speaks words flow out of him like waves hitting the rocks – rock solid. I have always envied the plethora of confidence he exudes. Never have I doubted his confidence. But then I see it shatter in front of me. The facade…
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[14] I have no time.
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That’s the biggest excuse we give us, our emotional response to our inability to do a certain task is I have no time. Maintaining this blog every day will take about 30 minutes to think about the topic (If I am going for a detailed post), 20 minutes to write, 5 minutes to edit and…
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[12] Suspension of Belief
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Everything depends on the preparation…. or does it? I am in the process of making a short film and have completed the principal photography and I will soon start the post-production of the same. I wanted to talk about the problems I faced during the shoot and how control is just an illusion in film-making.…
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[11] Illness and its grip on you
A disease stricken mind can’t function at its fullest potential but if you stay idle you are letting it overpower you. Have you tried hard enough to work your mind in 102 degrees temperature that you are radiating? Illness forms a grip on you when you let it. The best way to at least make…
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[8] Trip To Imagica.
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To add to the New Year cheers our college decided to take us to Adlabs Imagica for a day filled with a mixture of entertainment and an informative experience. We reached Adlabs situated on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway after a bumpy bus ride. The coordinators fulfilled the formalities to get us in, and we were…
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[7] Thread and the needle.
When I was a child, my favourite pastime was playing with toy cars with my grandma. I used to wait for her to finish the work she did throughout the day and sit on the bed, waiting for her to come. The cars were always ready. I put them in order for her to choose…
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[6] I don’t know.
How much do you believe your role model? How much do you believe the philosophers that walked on this planet? How much do you believe anyone who says anything? Every word I spew, write, slice, reflect, shoot on this page is a manifestation of the experience of my tiny existence. And our experience is limited?…
Smoke words every day. 