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Movie in Review: Housefull 4
f there is a lesson that Rana must learn, it is that often people love (or hate) their protagonists not for what they do but for what they could do. Sharad’s voice, eyes, and the sardonic laughter spell that magic for us. More review on Housefull 4 follows on my site. Continue reading
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The Name that Wasn’t
No voice, no noise.No reflection of oneself.No definition; none for assumption.I am not myself. Now here, now there.I pity myself.Now this, now that.I am not myself. Neither today nor tomorrow.I can’t portray the inner self.One’s thoughts, another’s actions.I am not myself. Neither from the rainNor from the draught.From where do I thenGlean myself? I am… Continue reading
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What Stops Me from Writing?
What Stops Me from Writing? It is the fear of losing out— The experience, that is—on the Present That I sometimes Stop myself from writing. However, it is the boon of— Heart, that is—self-belief That I reserve as I Get back to writing. It is the fear of falling behind— the dreaded race, that is—monies… Continue reading
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Micropoetry: The Wait is Over
Time flies, I would say. Cuddles, and not Calls today; My Princess comes back. © Suyog Ketkar Continue reading
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The Call of the Pen
Pen down, digress not For you must scribe much more Than what’s beyond fantasy Write what’s fathomable in only a lore. Continue reading
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Get Your Writing Space
Anything that helps you write, including the non-interconnected things like a window or a rain on the other side of it. Your writing space is your little world where words strike you. It is different for everyone; it should be. Your writing space defines you as much as it defines the work you do. Continue reading
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What Makes up a Good Novel?
A lot of people ask similar questions to me about writing. Most of them are clueless about where to begin. Some of them are clueless about how to end. And the remaining keep bothering about hitting a writer’s block even before they get to that point. And, while I busy myself with counting pages of… Continue reading
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Here’s Monsoon
When the heat burnt souls alive,When the thirst to quenchNothing but physical selvesTurned all choices but naïve,When the harks went unheard-ofAnd everyone began to strive… The boon served us with a downpourThat drenched us with happinessDecorated our windows withInvaluable pearls of joy unspeakable And announced its arrival,Much louder than it announcedThe departure of despair and… Continue reading
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Be that Faith
Through the watery eyes that flow, In the smoldering hearts that glow, Be the faith you wish the world to sustain. Continue reading
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Flipside
Time that once was clueless, Brought me down on my knees Time, the all mighty, now Tells my brave tales, too. Continue reading
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